Theodore
“Good morning, Gilda,” I greet her in a good mood as I step out of the elevator.
I feel like I died and ended up in paradise.
I’m freshly showered, fed, and more satisfied than I could ever be, and, god, I’m happy.
Is this really what it feels like?
“Oh, my gosh, I thought you were dead,” she jokes, flashing me a dazzling smile. “I assumed that the penthouse had swallowed you and you would be too caught up for me.”
She makes her eyebrows jump up and down again, and I laugh, walking around her desk to lean against it. “I missed you too.”
“You look happy,” she observes with her eyes sparkling. “That’s so beautiful.”
I blush, giggling as I cross my arms to hide my discomfort. “I had a few amazing days. You can’t even imagine.”
“Oh, I am sure of that,” she answers smu
