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She never went through with it though. Then January of 2019 rolled around and she was grabbing lunch with her dad when she saw Mr. Wilson sitting at the bar of the restaurant they were exiting.
Mr. Wilson did not notice her as he sat there with another person, but she sure noticed him. She quickly texted her best friend that she had seen him, and that night, she decided she would send Mr. Wilson an email after all.
She typed up her email to Mr. Wilson, explaining that she saw him at the restaurant earlier but did not say hello to him as she was afraid of interrupting him.
Mr. Wilson did reply, and the conversation continued from there, ending with Mr. Wilson asking if she wanted to go out for coffee with him.
She did want to do that, so Mr. Wilson sent her his phone number. “Fast forward and we’re sitting over coffee and about 30 min in we’re talking about art and he casually mentions that he has an art studio and he could show me, but only if I’m comfortable with it,” she said.
“I say yes. We talk for another 30 min and he asks if I wanna “get outta here”, I say yes and it turns out his house is down the road so I follow him there.”
Mr. Wilson gave her a tour of his art studio, which was not attached to his house, and then he brought her inside to give her a tour of his house, too.
“He’s showing me around and then silently walks into a dark room,” she continued. “Naturally, I follow him into this room. He turns the light on and his bed is right in front of me- I look up at him and he starts kissing me…”
You can imagine where things went from there. She started seeing Mr. Wilson for a couple of months after that, but then he shockingly sent her a text one day to say that he met someone and he needed to stop seeing her.
She sobbed for multiple days on end after Mr. Wilson ended it, only to have him text her one week later asking her to come over to his place (she did do that, by the way).
