Information Gaps
**Sarah**
Kael returned to Seattle while I stayed in London, confident that I had made the right decision, even though I felt intense pain being away from him after two wonderful nights together. When I expressed my decision not to go back with him, Kael asked if it was final, and I confirmed that it was. I expected him to leave at that moment or to become angry, but his reaction was completely unexpected.
"I will prove to you that I love you, and it won't be just with words, believe me," he said. When I realized that Kael wasn't giving up on us and that we could make it work if we both wanted to, I felt relief in my chest. I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him passionately, and he responded with the same intensity.
After a night of hot and affectionate love, we parted ways in the morning. I noticed that Kael was different, less arrogant, and more sensitive, which pleasantly surprised me.
However, the next day brought challenges, especially because I would have a training session with Enrico, and I didn't know how that would go. Although I shouldn't be concerned about what happened at the club. The only person who had the right to be angry was me because he left me there alone, focusing only on his interaction with Rachel.
My relationship with my sister was also complicated since she hadn't spoken to me since she left making out with my supposed boyfriend. I decided not to reach out to her because it was quite clear to me that she only approached me when she had some interest in something and ignored me when she didn't need me.
By a twist of fate, I ended up traveling with my boss to a town outside London, and I didn't need to go to the team headquarters that day.
When I finally went to bed, I questioned again why Kael hadn't contacted me yet. I knew he had already arrived in Seattle, considering the time they left London.
Upon waking up the next morning and still not receiving any messages from him, I began to think that maybe I was mistaken. Perhaps he was going to forget about me and move on without even remembering my existence. Nevertheless, I didn't want to show my vulnerability by sending a message.
I looked at the clock on the bedside table and realized it was seven in the morning, which meant it was already eleven o'clock at night in Seattle due to the time difference. He had probably already gone to bed and hadn't contacted me yet. The lack of communication was disappointed me.
Even though I was reluctant to admit it, I had built up many expectations this time, and now I was realizing that I might be disappointed again. It had been twenty-four hours since we said goodbye, and he hadn't said anything more.
I remembered sending a message wishing him a safe flight as he boarded the plane, and his response was just a "thank you," with no further contact since then. I decided it was better to move on and continue my life as it was before Kael visited London. Maybe our reunion was just a good moment but without a future. Accepting this idea wasn't easy, but it seemed to be the reality.
While trying to convince my mind that it was the best thing to do, my phone rang. A mix of excitement and apprehension overcame me, and I silently begged for it to be Kael on the other end of the line. I knew that if it were anyone else, I would crumble.
"Hello," I answered hastily, fearing that the phone would stop ringing before I could do so.
"Hi, my love."
It was Kael on the other end of the line, and I could hardly believe the affectionate tone in his voice, something so different from what I had imagined but at the same time much better than I expected from him. However, even in this sweet conversation, I could detect a slight tone of sadness and tiredness in his words, which immediately made me concerned.
"I imagine you're just waking up now," he spoke in the same tone of voice, leaving no doubt about my initial impression.
"Yes," I confirmed, feeling happy despite everything. "I've just woken up. And how are you? It's late in Seattle."
"I ran into some issues when I got home this morning, but everything's fine now," he said, making me quite curious.
Problems at home, not at the company or work... at home.
This information alerted me and brought back the memory of the locked room I found in Kael's penthouse, belonging to a woman. My chest tightened, fearing that there might be some connection between what he was saying now and what I saw in that room.
Curiosity gnawed at me, and I wanted to know more about these issues, but at the same time, I realized that such knowledge could be dangerous and disrupt my moment of conversation with the man I love. The uncertainty and the wait since he left London yesterday morning had been difficult. And I wondered if I wanted to know what these problems were. I quickly rephrased my question: Was I prepared to know who the woman was and whether there was a connection to the problems he encountered at home when he arrived in Seattle?
The answer was a resounding "no."
That's why I chose not to ask questions that could spoil this special moment. After all, my heart is still full of love for him, and I prefer to savor this moment of connection and affection, leaving the more delicate questions for another time, if necessary.
"I'm glad everything's okay now," I said in a caring tone.
And that's all that matters because, in the end, I'm a coward.
We talked a bit more, and from his tired voice, I could tell that Kael was also sleepy. I deduced that he hadn't been able to rest since he arrived from the trip.
"You need to rest, Kael," I spoke in an affectionate tone. "I believe you haven't slept at all since you arrived."
"I couldn't reach her, but now I'll be able to do it calmly," he confirmed. "We'll talk when I wake up."
"Alright then," I agreed, happy for his promise that we would talk later. "Goodnight."
"Good morning," he said, now smiling, but his voice quickly took on a serious tone that I knew very well. "I don't like this distance, Sarah."
"Let's take it slow, Kael," I requested, not wanting us to argue. "Things will sort themselves out gradually."
"I hope so."
I hoped that things would get resolved, but I knew there were many issues to be addressed in our story before we could fully live our relationship, like any other couple. There were still gaps and questions to be resolved, but I was willing to face all of this together with him.
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