Gwen couldn't help but compare herself to the woman standing before her. She was everything that the world's expectations of a woman should be. Due to this, she couldn't help but feel inadequate, even beside a handsome hotshot like Deacon. It had felt for her as if she was walking towards a cliff with no way of stopping. But she didn't want to allow it to show, so she collected her crumpled shirt and pulled it back over her torso before allowing the ex lovers a chance to converse. During this time, she decided to set her attention upon the hotel itself and becoming familiar with what it had to offer. But as she tried to distract herself by walking the frame of the pool, she became lost in thought in regards to Deacon. For someone she hardly knew, he became such a necessary part of her life
