Chapter 3.6: His Side of the Story - Fantasy Fiction
May 20, 2026 An imagined account. I remember the first time I saw her. At least, I imagine I do. It was Wednesday, May 20, and she didn't look like someone who had come looking for trouble. She looked young. Maybe twenty-two. Twenty-five at most. A little girl, I thought. Not literally, of course. Just young enough that I assumed she was there for the cars and nothing more. And honestly? I couldn't blame her. The cars were beautiful. She walked around freely, admiring them without acting like she was trying to impress anyone. There was something almost childlike about the way she looked at them. She wasn't pretending to know everything about cars. She just genuinely liked them. That caught my attention. She asked if she could take pictures. I said yes. Nothing complicated. Nothing inappropriate. Just a girl who loved exotic cars and a guy who happened to work around them. She took her pictures, thanked me, and left. That should have been the end of it. Then I saw the than...
