Nobody

twenty one | cliff

A/N: Hi people!

I must say this chapter was really hard to put into words but I actually like the way it is. Still, it's unedited so you can totally point out any mistakes and stuff you don't like.

Thank you so much for your answers to the latest two chapters. Gail and Santiago are the characters I consider the most real among all I've written so far and it really makes me happy to hear you like them, too! Also, this chapter is dedicated to selenasvogue for her beautiful analysis on Santi 💜

This chapter was supposed to be posted on 20th but these three cuties make me wanna pour all my stock: MmeCha Calanthe Busracanoglu

On my social media accounts, you can get more info about Nobody, my writing and my life in general (if you're interested in, that is). Here you can reach me:

Instagram: beautlieswattpad
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Cheers,
Sev x

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     GAIL WAKES UP WHEN A HAND TRAILS DOWN HER FACE.

     She doesn't open her eyes but her lips move upward nonetheless. This time, his fingertips brush her bottom lip tantalizingly. She wonders how long he's been awake. They've had a tiring day so she fell asleep once she was in bed. "Santi," she murmurs, a sleepy tone dominates her voice. However, his name sounds muffled when his fingertips keep her lips busy but the word is still comprehensible.

     "Hmm." She doesn't need to open her eyes to clarify his amusement—it's all over his tone. His fingers trail down her jaw and plant on her neck. She feels his fresh breath fanning over her face—he's already brushed his teeth.

     "When did you wake up?"

     "I didn't sleep."

     Surprised by his answer, her eyelids open to search the truth in his eyes. He's even closer than she imagines, only breaths away. She focuses on drinking in his features—the tired eyes, slight bags underneath—and concludes that he might be saying the truth. "Why?"