The Third Wheel

The thought depressed me, and I found myself getting even more frustrated about it than before. I mean, why would I want Gideon to be interested in me beyond what we already physically share?

I buried my face in my pillow and shut my eyes tightly as I willed desperately for all those disturbing thoughts to simply disappear.

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It didn’t matter how much I dreaded the arrival of this trip; time flew