Our protagonist narrates us to a dream life that was swept from under his feet. A pessimistic awareness of his loss, a gamble that did not pay off. A perfect plan, with an inperfect execution. We see who he was before everything changed. A man so sure of himself, with no doubt that the world and everything in it was at his grasp. Once in the spanish style villa, the ornate stair case is all that stood between him and his fate. Instant chemisry, with a woman that stood with the light illuminating her like an angel. Only wearing a towel, a true weapon of suduction. She was the kind of beauty that makes you forget your life’s purpose, and makes you question the trajectory of your life. She wore an anklet, symbolizing the shackles that tie her down to a situation she does not want to be in. Here comes the anti-hero to her rescue. Walter sees straight through her, but it is too late. The spell of corruption and lust has been cast.
