"ARE you sure about this, Bianca?" Helen asked me from the other line. 

I took a deep breath as I glanced at the plane ticket on the nightstand. 

"Yeah… I'm leaving, Helen."

I heard her sigh on the phone. "Don't you think it's wise if you talked to Gideon first, Bianca? Maybe this is just a misunderstanding."

I bit my lower to stop my tears from falling. "How would I talk to him when he clearly doesn't want to talk to me?" 

It's been two days since Gideon woke up from the accident, and since then, he never looked for me. 

I remembered how he immediately looked for Diana when...