#Chapter 92: Just a Dream

Gideon

The distance between us worsened every day after that night in my study.

Once, Tessa and I had been able to build a tentative trust, maybe even a tender sort of understanding. We had our slip-ups, like that day in the hallway after she had slapped her stepmother, but things were still good.

But now…

We moved around each other in the house like two ships passing in the night. We were polite,