Wanda
We had returned home three days ago and had spent the time in Gideon's penthouse still in our little bubble.
I wondered if we would spend the rest of our time together like this? Happy.
Or if he would turn back into the cold, distant Gideon here.
When Gideon had come back from his job in Singapore, he had held me tight and buried his face in my hair all night. We hadn't had s*x, but that had made it all the more intimate. Before we had fallen asleep, we had looked at each other, Gideon had stroked my face and kissed my forehead from time to time.
He hadn't talked about what had happened and after exploring Singapore for a few days, we'd left to fly back.
I was woken up by the light of the sun shining in through the windows.
It was late Spring, the days had gotten longer and it
