Dave grew up privileged. He knew it, lived it truly. Everything he wanted, he got or took. And for the longest time, that was his life. However, one day the deal fell through. He couldn’t even explain why. One second he sat in a conference room with his contract notes stacked and ready, then the clients walked in. All at once, he found himself sitting across from the most startling blue eyes. They looked into his soul and undid him in a second. Undid him so far that he conceded extras without even being asked, so far, so much more than he needed. All in a flash, those eyes sparked and walked away before his own people descended like wolves.

Now, Dave stood in a vast field of grass, his suit a stark contrast to the faint stubble of a jobless man. No words came from his mouth, no movement fluttered the grass blades. Hands in his pockets, he simply stared upward to the sky as if seeing through it and into a certain pair of sparkling blue eyes. Seeing and undoing.