Chapter 9 Gideon
Gideon
ARABELLA.
I thought I’d moved on.
I thought the thrill of seeing her again was just the two of us playing our favourite game.
But I can’t…
When she dances like that… When she weaves magic with her body and fixes me with those gold-rimmed eyes like she is throwing daggers through my heart…
I’ve been fooling myself.
I’m still completely, hopelessly, obsessively in love with her.
I am so fucked.
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