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CAIA
I sat next to him in silence while he ate. Mom and Dad had come to say goodnight earlier, and once they left, I got up and opened the fridge to take out the small bowl of chocolate mousse.
“There’s dessert. Chocolate mousse,” I told him in a cheery voice. I didn’t want to step too close to him, but I decided that being cheerful was better than being depressed.
“Sounds good,” he said with a tight smile.
I hadn’t expected him to kiss me earlier, but I figured he really needed it. I was his Wavel again, and even if I still had to wrap my head around the fact that he wasn’t in love with me, I played along to keep him happy.
I grabbed a spoon out of the drawer and sat back down next to him. Once he was done eating his dinner and dessert, I grabbed the plates and put them into the dishwasher.
“Are you ready to go to bed or do you want to watch another movie?”
“You’re acting like my personal nurse.”
I turned to look at him with a frown, then I laughed softly. “I’m just looking out for you, Sly.”
“And I don’t know why you do it when I give you nothing in return.”
His words lingered on my mind for a moment. I slowly shook my head. “That’s not true. I do get something in return.” I walked over to him and stood beside him, placing my hand on his back, and rubbing along it gently. “I get you. I get to be close to you. I know you think I’m crazy and obsessed, but you have no idea what being near you gives me. Especially now.”
He was looking at his hands with a crease between his brows, letting my words sink in. Then, he nodded, turning his head to look at me. “Yeah, especially now.”
I smiled gently, glad he understood. “Now…do you want to watch a movie or go to sleep?”
“Sleep. I’ve not done that a lot lately.”
It was strange, and it seemed like our roles had switched. Since Wavel’s death, I found comfort in sleeping. It was the one time of day I got to shut off my brain and not think about all the bad things.
“Okay, let’s go sleep then.”
“Will you come sleep in my bed tonight?”
I stopped, thinking about my answer for a moment. “Do you want me to?”
“Yes, I do.”
“Okay. Then, I’ll sleep in your bed tonight,” I said with a soft smile.
We went upstairs to his room, and while he went to brush his teeth and get ready for bed, I undressed to my panties and t-shirt, and crawled under his covers.
When I talked about not being crazy and obsessed, I was lying. I was still obsessed with him I was simply taking a step back and not showing how I really felt. I was playing a role. I was his Wavel, and Wavel would’ve never acted as crazed as Caia used to.
The thing that kept me sane was the fact that I was still the one getting his attention. I was the one he kissed earlier, and I was the one he would keep kissing in the future. I didn’t care how long he wanted to use me.
Sly came out of the bathroom with only boxers on, and I watched him as he climbed into bed next to me. He lifted the covers and got under them with me, and with one hand on my waist, he pulled me to him. I slid my leg between his and rested my hand on his chest.
We didn’t speak as we held each other. He kissed my forehead, and I closed my eyes to seize the moment. Things would soon get better for him. I knew they would. With my help, and with time, Sly would slowly go back to normal.
Chapter 39
SLY
It’s been two weeks of having her in my bed, and I started to see a change. Not only in myself, but also in the way I saw her. Yes, I still missed Wavel, but whenever I looked at Caia, my mind told me to stop playing games with her.
It wasn’t her fault Wavel was gone, although I had been wanting to blame it all on Caia before. But I kept to myself and let reality hit me. Wavel’s death was no one’s fault. It was a stupid freak-accident, and nobody could’ve done anything about it. Sure, maybe I could’ve been persistent and not let her go to Canada, but at the time, I loved her too much not to let her go.
I imagined her going to meet Jack—who actually turned out to be a nice guy—and when she returned, she would confess her love for me. I still remembered that kiss in her bedroom days before she left, and I knew that if she ever came back, I could’ve changed her mind and made her love me.
