Giselle
Once we land in France, Nathan helps me into the car waiting for us. When we arrive at his house, his nanny greets us with a huge hug and a few tears in her eyes—clearly overwhelmed with emotion from missing her “boy,” as she calls him.
"Are you going to work tomorrow?" I ask Nathan once we're alone in his bedroom.
"Yeah, I’ve got a lot to catch up on. I can’t let Kalet handle everything by himself. If you don’t mind, I’d like to take a shower."
I nod, letting him go. Left alone, I take in every corner of his room. It’s so spacious, too big even for the two of us. I get lost in the details, losing track of time.
"You like it?" his voice startles me, pulling a small squeak out of me.
"I-it’s very nice," I answer quickly, making my way to the closet to grab my pajamas.
"You c
