P.O.V MasonWhen Peyton commented to me that it was nothing delicate that I had, just a virus for which I had to rest for a few days I felt that she was hiding something from me. It made me uneasy. That's why I acted like that when Paige arrived. Then when I saw her ready in such a short time, I was amazed at how beautiful she looked with just lipstick.I was nervous that she wouldn't like what I prepared and told her so, when she replied that she had no reason to be, it was like she had brought me out of the bubble I was in by reminding me that we are not a real couple. And me setting up a romantic dinner, how idiotic of me.Good thing that got on my nerves. I ordered his favorite restaurant for us and no one else.I must admit that every day I see something new in her, like now I see her enjoying the food with so much pleasure that I couldn't help but enjoy this image in front of me, I won't deny that I imagined her enjoying it differently and wonder if it would be the same as now o

P.O.V Mason:After dinner, as we're about to leave, I tell her about the "surprise" I had for her. I didn't know how she would react."In a month, we're going on a trip. I have everything organized. Your university degree is already in process, so you'll have it before we leave," I say nervously."Really?" she asks, excited."Yes, everything is ready. We'll be visiting many places, and it might take more than a month. I've also taken care of the person who will be in charge of your company and mine. They'll keep us informed about everything at all times. I haven't overlooked anything," I inform her, smiling."Where are we going?" she asks."Where we won't be going is better to ask, my wife," I reply, laughing.I love seeing how her eyes light up with what I said. It's clear that the idea makes her happy, and if she's happy, I am too."You can't just tell me that. You have to tell me where we're going. I won't be able to live like this," she pleads."We'll start with Central America, t

Narrated by Paige:After dropping off Emily at her house, I head straight to mine, or at least that was the initial plan. Halfway there, Sarah calls me. I answer on speakerphone, and she says,- "Where are you?" - she asks somewhat sternly.- "Hi, I'm fine, thanks for asking," I say ironically.- "I'm not joking, is Mason with you?" - she asks urgently.- "Uh, no, actually, I was with Emily, and I don't know where he might be," I reply honestly and a little concerned.- "Can you call him and see if he's with Mason?" - she asks nervously.- "Sure, I'll call him. Is something wrong?" - I ask, worried about her emotional state.- "I'll tell you what's happening when I know where my husband is, not before," she says, ending the call, which worries me even more.I dial Mason's number. I'm not the type to call him; in fact, I never do, but now it's necessary.He answers before it even rings four times.- "Paige, are you okay?" - he asks seriously.- "Yes, I'm fine. I just wanted to know if

P.O.V MasonWhen we get to Ethan's house, Ethan tells me to just play along when we get inside and that's what I do.Admittedly, I was a little drunk, but not too drunk. I'm aware of everything I did, or rather, I tried to kiss her, and she wouldn't let me. I regret that, to even think of listening to my friend with his ideas. Even though inside I'm dying to taste her lips, I imagine they are soft and warm.Well, at least he didn't get upset with me and it won't change our relationship. That's what matters most to me. When I woke up and saw her asleep my heart skipped a beat. She is beautiful and relaxed. I kiss her forehead without being able to help it, not knowing that she would wake up with the touch of my lips.After seeing her walk to the bathroom in those pajamas that made her look so sexy, I couldn't get up right away. You will understand why without having to say it.I think of other things and calm down just as she comes out of the bathroom. I take a quick shower and when I

P.O.V Mason:While I'm at work, focused on my tasks, I receive a call from the house manager."Mr. Mason, Miss Paige has been in the bathroom of her room for several hours, and I tried speaking to her from the door, but I didn't get a response," she says, sounding distressed."How many hours has it been?" I ask, paying attention to what she's saying."About two and a little more," she replies nervously."Alright, I'm on my way there," I end the call, feeling worried and confused.As I make my way home, I call my mother and ask her if everything went well when they met, as they spent the whole morning together."We talked about what we'll be doing these days before the trip. We coordinated the day and time to start doing everything we need to do, and everything went fine, son. Is everything alright?" she asks, concerned."Yes, Mom, everything's fine. I'll call you later, I'm driving right now," I reply, feeling nervous."Alright, take care, love you," she says, ending the call after I