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43. Sixteenth of December

Gareth's POV

I can't help but admit that a strong scent of her in my sweatshirt is still present, but I don't mind. Last night, I kept my sweatshirt that she wore, close to me as I imagined how utterly blissful her presence would be. How wonderful it would be to sleep with her every night. I enjoy looking after her. I get delighted just thinking about spoiling her. I'm not sure how that's even feasible.

I wouldn't be able to meet her because it was the weekend. I was working in my office, but I couldn't stop thinking about how I wouldn't see her face today, which upset me. Everything becomes so easy when she's in my reach, when I know I'd be able to hold her soon. I don't understand how she does that. How her presence feels the most peaceful place to be in. Touching her soft skin is so satisfying.

Every time I consider her, I struggle with my identity. Am I acting appropriately? Am I stalling her future? Am I the correct person for her? 'The one' for her, am I?

These questions seem to
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