Chapter 18

Mary

I got up, took a shower, and put on my pajamas, getting ready for bed. But this time I didn't Sleep, I stared at the ceiling for a long time remembering the feeling of kissing Peter. I shouldn't have enjoyed that kiss so much, and just thinking that it won't be the only one my stomach churned with anxiety.

Peter is right, our kisses will be quick, just to convince whoever is watching. Nothing more than that. We don't need complications in our lives.

I kept waiting for the man's call, but obviously today that I have been up all night, he decides not to call. What's the fun in not waking me up?

I slept a little before dawn and ended up being late the next day. I spent a few extra minutes putting on my makeup trying to cover up the effects of the sleepless nights I had that week.

I arrived at the publishing company almost at eight o'clock, ignoring the curious looks on the way. A year ago I was gossiped about because I was working as a personal assistant and now because I was en