GustafI watched Izzy eat her cereal, looking relaxed. In my mind I was still going over everything that had happened. I'd spent the night fighting the urge to go to her and accept her invitation, and only showed up after deciding what to say to her and making sure I'd controlled myself.And at that moment I could say that I felt lighter after clarifying everything with her. Izzy handled my situation better than I expected, and I confess that I was even more excited about spending the next three weeks by her side.Isabella surprised me in every way, and something told me that by the end of those weeks she wouldn't stop surprising me."Do I have cereal in my nose? "She frowned, bringing her hand up to her face."What? "The question snapped me out of my contemplation."When people stare at me like that in the kitchen, I either have sauce on my forehead or I'm on fire, neither of which is possible at the moment," she explained, rubbing the tip of her nose.That statement made me laugh, a
Gustaf That's when a scratchy throat surprised us, and Izzy and I hurried away, finding Gwen and Zachary standing in the corridor that would lead to the hotel.I turned my back, going back to taking care of the rest of the cookies, feeling a little embarrassed to have been caught in that situation, especially after what had happened with Amber. Izzy recovered more quickly, running towards her friends and hugging them both effusively."You've arrived, we're both preparing brunch for you! "she explained, while I just waved to my friends."So, you two are cooking together? "Gwen looked suspicious.I saw Zachary whisper something to his friend, who quickly rolled her eyes and went back into the kitchen, lighting the pot of water on fire."We're trying to be nice and do something to welcome you, so if you could just stay out of the way, I'd be happy," Izzy muttered."Is that really what you're trying, Izzy? "Zachary teased.I felt uncomfortable in front of that interaction, exposing my re
Isabella "Izzy, that was delicious, I'll get the cookies "Gwen stood up, not seeming to notice anything strange about what had just happened.Zachary and I watched her walk away before turning our attention to each other."What was that all about? "I whispered."I ask you, were you making out in our kitchen? "he returned with amusement.If I hadn't been so good at disguising myself, I'm sure my face would have turned red at having been discovered."I don't know what you're talking about. Why did Gustaf run away from here? "He didn't run away, he was tired."Zach, the only time I saw him run away faster than today was last night when I... you know..." I said back, still whispering.We heard Gwen's footsteps approaching, then fell silent again."He made my favorite, coconut cookies with lemon and almonds, you have to try them, Izzy "Gwen sat down, placing a platter of chocolate and coconut cookies on the table, completely oblivious to our conversation."Gwen, where's the honey? Don't
IsabellaThe next day, I stayed in bed late, getting up after nine o'clock. I was surprised to go into the kitchen and find it empty. I'd gotten used to Gustaf's presence more than I'd like to admit.I poured myself a cup of coffee and leaned on the windowsill, watching the light from Gustaf's hut illuminate the darkness outside.Will I see him today? I wonder what caused his change of mood yesterday. "Your absence was noticeable today "Zachary came down the hallway."Today I didn't have to get up early like the other days "I shrugged, moving away from the window.He watched me for a few seconds before giving up on the subject and heading towards the lodge lobby.""The first guests of the Santa's Cabin season will be arriving any minute, Gwen always gets anxious, so I'll let you have your coffee in peace," he commented.""Thanks," I mumbled, reaching for some of the cookies left over from the day before.I leaned over the counter and nibbled on a coconut-almond cookie, feeling it me
IsabellaI felt anxious about the conversation, every minute my curiosity grew more and more, and I thought that this time I couldn't leave the subject aside without satisfying it completely.It took us very little time to reach the cafeteria, the place was quiet, Gustaf accompanied me to a reserved table in a corner, ordering waffles and coffee, without even looking at the menu."The waffles here are the best, you'll like them "he assured me as soon as the waitress left."If you say so, I trust your judgment," I replied, not knowing how to bring up the previous subject.For a moment, we remained trapped in an awkward silence, until Gustaf began to speak."Yesterday, I told you that my last relapse was almost two years ago, and it happened because I didn't tell the person I was involved with about my condition.I nodded, feeling my heart race with anticipation."That person was Kate Monaghan, and it didn't end well," he admitted, to my surprise.""Ohhhh," was the only thing I managed
IsabellaWe finished eating in a lighter mood, but curiosity about his past still consumed me, and it was only when we were already in the car that I plucked up the courage to return to the subject."I know you don't like to talk about it, but... Gustaf let out a sigh, seeming to expect something of the sort."I owe you, you told your story "he gave a weak smile."Zachary and I have a way of dealing with uncomfortable subjects, we can try "I decided to propose."Which way?"A frank, objective conversation, and then we change the subject and put a stone on it, never touching it again "I encouraged him, receiving an amused look."You've found many unique ways of living."It's worked out so far," I smiled in response.Gustaf focused on the road for a few seconds, seeming to think about how to begin his story."I always drank. I could make up stories, blame my parents, say that they were bad to me, or that I had no friends, or anything like that, but it would be a lie. I always had every
Isabella"You have no idea, I spent days taking theory classes on all sorts of subjects, and then the day finally came for our first practical class, so imagine my excitement and frustration when I got into the kitchen "I told my friends during a little brunch we prepared on Sunday."Frustration? "Quinn asked confused.We were gathered around the kitchen table, listening first-hand to all the excitement of Danny and Declan playing together in the living room."It sucked to hear her complain the next day "Zachary rolled his eyes, helping himself to a muffin.This time, both Gustaf and I had stayed out of the kitchen; Gwen and Quinn had bought everything from a coffee shop on Santa Klaus Lane."I broke down, I was cooking inside that dolman, I went into the kitchen certain that I would make an incredible dish, and I came across a cutting class where I spent hours learning how to make millimetrically perfect cubes "I pouted. "She complains for nothing, in her first practical class, I th
Isabella The afternoon we all spent together was delightful, Danny dragging me into a snowball fight as soon as we arrived at the resort while Gwen and Quinn reserved a private pool for us to enjoy later.The day wasn't as cold as the previous ones, the temperature didn't reach minus ten degrees and the sky was very clear, making it perfect for an afternoon outdoors."No, Uncle! You can't hit Aunt Izzy "Danny squawked when he saw Gustaf about to throw a snowball at me."We're at war, Danny."But she's from Miami "he explained, before lowering his voice to a whisper "they don't have snow there.Danny had made it his personal mission to protect me from any attack ever since he asked me about winter in Miami and discovered that it wasn't as cold there as in Alaska.And I took advantage of this protection to concentrate my attacks on Gustaf, who couldn't hit back."That's the privilege of being the favorite aunt, Bergqvist "I teased him, before hitting him with another ball."You're taki