I found him still sitting in the living room. I thought I would no longer see him there. He was in a daze... sitting while looking blankly at the coffee table. And he didn't even notice that I was heading for the door.
I sighed as I was about to open the door but he hadn't even moved a bit.
Shaking my head, I went back to him. "Gabriel," I said patting him on the shoulder.
He looked up a little surprised when he realized I was standing in front of him.
"Love.."
I held my breath after hearing that word. "I have to go."
He stood up quickly and looked at me. "Are you sure you don't want me to come with you?"
"Yeah, don't worry about me. I'm old enough to be careless." He looked at me directly in the eye.
"We are fine, are we?"
I chuckled at him.
-'Fucking shit! I'm hurting! I am in pain! Do you think I'm fine?'-
"Of course! What made you think we're not okay?"
