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When Gemma woke up early in the morning she couldn't help but feel a little disoriented. Not only was she not sleeping in her bed but there was an arm draped around her naked body. For a moment it just felt too easy to just ignore any doubts that she had and just lay in bed with Jaime.
Because it just felt so good to be in his arms. All she wanted was to just close her eyes again and pretend that things were like before when they were together and everything was okay. Only it wasn't okay even then, if it had been Jaime would have never broken up with her. Things were broken back then and they were still broken now. Nothing had changed and she couldn't just close her eyes and pretend that they were.
Jaime tended to be a heavy sleep so it was easy to slip out of his arm before Gemma quickly grabbed her bag and ran into the bathroom. She didn't waste anytime before stepping into the shower, she needed to get out of the hotel room as soon as possible. Gemma naturally had a terrible tendency to overthink everything, it had never bothered her much before but it was killing her now.
As much as she wished she could just stay locked away in the bathroom to not have to face Jaime, but she also didn't want to be a coward. The moment she finished her shower she quickly changed into her clothes and hesitated as she reached for the door knob. She had no idea how to approach any of it.
She had thought Jaime had been a coward for just leaving the way he had. In many ways he was because he decided to take the easy way out. But now she understood why he had done it the way he had. It felt impossible to face the person who you wanted to distance yourself from. But did she really want to distance herself from Jaime?
Gemma knew that she loved him. But that didn't feel like it was enough anymore. Not when he had been so dishonest, not after he had hurt her the way he did.
When Gemma finally gathered the courage to open the door, that courage seemed to immediately disappear the moment that she saw Jaime sitting at the edge of the bed. She completely froze at the sight of him. It looked like he had woken up not too long ago, it was still early, but he quickly got up and crossed the room to her.
"Gemma." Jaime said with a bright smile and Gemma couldn't help but feel a little guilty cause he clearly had no idea the storm that was her thoughts. "You should have woken me up. We could have showered together."
