On Tuesday, I became bored sleeping in while Ruddy had his meal. Normally, I'd throw in some music in my Spotify playlist and dance at full volume but I felt downspirited for some reason. I'd never been so lonely and I couldn't stop thinking about Cyril every f*****g time. It wasn't that I was gradually starting to like him or found him appealing. If anything, I loathed him even more.
Picking up my phone after breakfast, I shot Gideon a quick text. We'd been communicating a lot more these past few days but I never found the courage to enquire more about his boyfriend, though it was eating me up. I wasn't in a position to be annoyed or jealous and I'd promised him I wouldn't be if he was seeing someone else. Now thinking back to that moment, I wished I'd never given him my word for it.
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