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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