After Gideon left, Giselle felt a ripple of emotions stir within her.
After all, this man had cared for her through her darkest days, standing by her for a whole year as she struggled to regain her independence. He had helped her rise from a helpless wreck, incapable of even basic self-care, to a functioning, independent person. The hardships they had endured together were something she would never forget.
However, gratitude and admiration couldn't be confused with love, no matter how close they had grown over the year.
To Giselle, Gideon was a kindred spirit with shared interests, a loyal confidant, a companion who understood her deeply, and a friend who supported her without question. Their bond could take any form of friendship, but it would never become romantic.
With Gideon, she felt steady and at ease. There was no heartache, no fear of loss, no restless longing, yet there was also none of the exhilaration, sweetness, or romantic sparks that made her heart race.
She finally understood that the one capable of truly moving her, the one whose every word and action could stir her emotions, was someone else entirely.
By the time she returned home, it was already 7:00 pm, but the memory of her meeting with Gideon still left her feeling uneasy.
Donovan noticed her unusual mood as she lay beside him and asked, "Is there something on your mind?"
Giselle paused for a few seconds before answering, "I met with Gideon at the clinic today. He brought me a new imported drug for epilepsy to try out."
Donovan's eyes darkened at her words, but he didn't overreact as he might have in the past. Instead, his voice carried a faint, teasing edge. "That's good."

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