Solana's POV
Marcel decided to give me some space for a whole day.
When I say space, I didn't mean that he left me alone in the room. Because hell, he probably thought I would burst a hole somewhere and crawl away. But he let me be. No teasing, no snide remarks or anything. He just let me be.
I should be happy, I should feel relieved, but I didn't. It was almost as if I was missing him, and the way he would call me 'Wildcat'.
I had done things to keep myself busy— tried the clothes he got me, browse though my stolen phone, even downloaded a romance novel, but every sentence blurred into nothingness.
He was acting like he didn't notice me. For a person that wanted me to give me a runway show the previous day he was rather dismissive when I was busy trying on the clothes he f*****g got
