Chapter 117

When my breathing finally steadied and the tightness in my chest began to ease, I felt like a complete idiot. Della had been right—I'd built a distorted version of Gideon in my head, some cold, calculating version of him that didn't match the man I'd fallen in love with.

Gideon wasn't the ruthless CEO my insecurities kept trying to convince me he was. He was the man who brought me hot chocolate w