When my mother left, I called Gavin and dismissed my maid.
"Sit," I ordered him and he did, after a pause. "We need to talk."
"Ma'am…"
"Geez, Gavin. You frecked me. Drop the 'ma'am' shit. Just answer this. Tell me your true feelings for me. And no lies, no buffering, not sucking up."
When he does not answer, I look up at him.
"It should never have happened," is what he tells me.
"So, you never wanted to freck me?" I ask and he nods without expression.
"And you don't have feelings for me" and he nods again.
My heart shatters.
"Then it is best you leave. I will inform George that it is time for me to have a Sylvie. You will be relocated elsewhere. Thank you for your service. And what we did, will never be shared," and I got up.
"Clem.."
"No Gavin! You just stated you never wanted to have sex with me. Never had, nor have feelings for me. It is best we don't ever see each other again. In fact, I prefer that. Goodbye," and I opened the suite door for him.
"Sylvie, you are my primary from now on. Goodbye, Gavin!" I shout louder, enforcing the order..
But soon as I close my bedroom door, I cry into my bed.