Romans & histoires David And Gwen

He said “I love you more, Gwen.” The End

AI enthusiasts and venture capitalists surveyed the booths for potential investments, while judges evaluated each entry. When Gwen and Brian, along with their friends, entered the conference hall, many recognized them. Gwen automatically circled her arm around Brian’s and raised her chin. Murmurs echoed around them. “Gwen Porter and Brian Kingsley really look good together.” “They have been dating for a long time now. I bet they are getting married.” “Hear that?” Lucy noted. “Everyone is talking about how you will be Mrs. Kingsley soon enough.” “Brian should put a ring on it,” Daisy commented. “Our Gwen is absolutely the best out there.”

“Thank you, Gwen, for the concern, but I assure you it’s ok; please send him in, ok? She gives me a long look. I could see she still didn’t trust what I have just said, but at this point, I don’t have it in me to keep reassuring her. She closes the door after her, and a few minutes later, there is a knock, and then David is in the room with a big smirk on his face. “Hi, I was not sure you will want to see me, but I am glad you have put the past behind us. Its what I really want for us.” He says, beaming at me like he had just spewed Solomonic wisdom.

"Of course he knows. You turned your phone over with the subtlety of an elephant in a crystal shop." "But he didn't say anything." "Because he's a gentleman. And because you two are 'friends'." She made air quotes. "Remember?" "We are friends," I insisted, picking up my phone again. "Friends who respect each other's privacy." "Sure," Gwen said dryly. "Which explains why you're red as a chili pepper just because he wished you good luck." Before I could respond, my phone buzzed with a new message from David. [Thursday at 7 at Gordon's Wine Bar? I promise I'll order a Verdanian wine if they have one."]

She was sitting on a double bed with Paul right next to her, and the couple were watching them from a sofa. "Hi there." The man smiled at them. "My name is David, and this is my wife Helen." David looked in his mid thirties. His skin was tanned, and his hair was a soft brown, and he looked in pretty good shape, although with the beginnings of a double chin. His wife had a similar look, her face peppers with slight freckles and jet-black hair that rested lightly on her shoulders. Both were dressed simply, David in a T-shirt and jeans, and Helen in a light blue dress that covered her enough, but still left something to the imagination.

People began murmuring, their whispers threading through the air like invisible tendrils. "Is that Gwen Summerbell?" "She looks even more stunning than before." "Didn't she disappear after her father took her to London?" I ignored them, keeping my head high. Then, amidst the sea of unfamiliar faces, a familiar one emerged. "Gwen!" Jersey, the birthday girl herself, rushed toward me, her arms outstretched. She was as radiant as ever in a stunning deep-red gown, her dark curls styled to perfection. I smiled as she pulled me into a warm embrace.

Chapter: 24. ****** David and Steven went into a routine of hide-and-seek relationship. Apart from Alice, no one else knew he's gay and no one else knew the reason they're frequently seen together, was because they've been busy screwing each other over and over again. Their relationship was bonding and getting stronger with each passing day. Raya wasn't dealing with it alright. She has complained both to Steven's and David's mother, but have always ended up with the same answers.

I soon heard their car leave, I heaved out a sigh. Did Gwen say anything to them? Or alert anybody or tell her friends, no she wouldn't. I will just wait for her to come back and question her then find a way to contact Tomas, My second hand man. I need to get over this sh*t as soon as possible, The children of ruins are getting comfortable. And I swear, I will make sure to fuck them up once I return. I fisted my hands. † † † I waited patiently for Gwen to come through the door after she closed up the bakery. She had changed her clothes from earlier, “Hey” she said as she entered.

“You’re getting stronger by the day, Gwen. I doubt your parents would even recognise you now.” “Probably not. I really should visit them again, though. It’s been hard to keep up with everything lately,” I sighed out and then watched as our rivals retreated further into the woods. “Looks like they got word to give up for now. Though who knows how long they will give us before they strike again?” Darnell let out a hum of agreement. “Probably not long. They’re more persistent now.” “Agreed… I wonder why…”

The crimson liquid splashed across the table and onto my plain dress. "Oh dear!" Tina gasped her voice laced with false concern. "Gwen look at what you did! You are so clumsy." The crowd's laughter was immediate, their sneers cutting through me like knives. Suddenly, Tina's voice rang out, calling for attention. "Everyone, please!" She raised her goblet, her smile radiant. "Tonight, we honor my father, Alpha Maxwell, and the continued alliance between our packs!" Suddenly she turned to me, her voice dripping with malice "Get this cleaned up will you Gwen, we don't want someone slipping and falling accidentally do we?"