Tell me if that isn't love

I FELT my chest tightened.

"I didn't know, Gideon," I said sarcastically. "Tried to remember so you can answer me."

"B-bianca."

I wiped my face with a napkin before I called for the bill.

"Finish your meal so we can go home," I cut him off. "I'm tired."

Gideon and I were both silent until we reached the house.

"Thanks for driving us, Denver." I still managed to smile at the driver even with my foul mood.

"Bianca…" I was on my way to the kitchen to drink water when Gideon called me.

I turned around to face him. "What?"

"I'm sorry."

His face looked somber. His eyes were sad. He swallowed hard. I could see how his Adam's apple moved.

"I'm sorry for being a complete ass in the past. For ignoring you. For giving you pain… For—"

"Let's stop bringing up the past," I cut him off.

"No, Bianca. We need to address it."

"There's nothing to address."

"I need you to know that whatever I did in the past. I'll never do it again. I won't lie to you. I won't entertain another wo