Missed You

Clara

After lunch, Gael insisted I take the car he’d assigned instead of hopping on the subway. I argued for all of thirty seconds, then gave up and climbed in. We were in front of the Zenith Mall. Just before I closed the door, he leaned in and kissed my cheek. It was quick and far too public.

“Don’t be clingy in front of everyone,” I hissed. “You have a public image to maintain.”

He flashed that