Lock You In My Heart

Gabrielle slept quite well. It was dark out and the room was only illuminated by the measly light emanating from the bedside lamp. Despite the somber mood that the darkness usually brought about, Gabrielle was welcomed by the brightness of her mood when she woke up. She felt spectacular.

Westley was long gone when Gabrielle had awoken from her slumber. He had promised to sleep with her. Gabrielle assumed that he left after she had fallen asleep.

She shook the sleepiness out of her body, got out of bed, and turned the lights on. With steps as light as a feather, Gabrielle traversed the path to the bathroom.

After washing up, the intense, masculine figure that could only be brought to justice by Westley, filled the doorway leading to the loo.

“You’re one big, fat liar!” Her words reflected the disdain in her heart. Gabrielle rolled her eyes and said, “You’re such a liar.”

Westley’s only intention was to wake her up. But alas, he was welcomed by her hasty accusation. He couldn’t help but wonder what made her feel that way.

“What are you talking about? How am I a liar? Why are you trying to put me in the wrong like this?” Westley inquired, holding her hand.

“How dare you say I did you wrong! You promised to sleep with me. When I woke up, your side of the bed was empty!” Gabrielle did not take her hand away from his tight grip. Instead, she stared at her husband intently as her face donned a furious look.

help himself from bursting into laughter because of how adorable his wife was

of my words. I didn’t lie. I slept next to

didn’t!” Gabrielle muttered, putting the blame

You were sleeping so soundly. I didn’t have it in my heart to wake you up. Besides, you’ve been so exhausted these past couple of days and you haven’t

obediently. “Yeah, I fell loads better. After

Remy. They greeted the couple with a smile the moment they saw the two of them alight the stairs. “Wilson!” Gabrielle excitedly exclaimed. Her voice was as sweet as sugar. “Gabrielle… Come join Bonnie and in the kitchen!” The sound of Michelle’s voice reverberated from the

worry, I’ll help you out now,” Gabrielle offered. “Of course, come here you! We’re a family. Food will be more delicious if we make it together. Thank you for working so hard. Go get some rest. We’re

rave reviews from Remy about your coffee,” Bonnie said. It was nothing but a simple task for Gabrielle. Making coffee was her passion. It was why she was so great at it. “I’m going to go ahead and make some

place wasn’t her home. Gabrielle was unfamiliar with the placement of things. There were only furniture and kitchenware in the villa. She had forgotten to ask Slater to

this place. There’s also a coffee machine. Remy bought a bag of beans. It’s in the

dark chocolate available, Bonnie’s original plan of making chocolate mousse was put on hold. She

get it.” Gabrielle walked to the cupboard in search for

bag was ginormous. It was more than enough for all of