(Gabriel)
I sat on the couch rubbing my hands together slowly. I wanted to give her privacy, but my anxiety was running out of control. She hadn't told me where she was going and she didn't say exactly when she would be back. I wanted to protect her, even though I knew she was more than capable of protecting herself. I didn't want to invade her privacy, but I felt like I needed to know. At war with myself.
"Gabe?" My mom walked into the room and she sat down next to me. I looked at her hoping she wasn't going to give me another talk about trying to put distance between Harper and me.
"Yes, mom?" She put a hand on my arm and gave me a soft smile.
"Her father spoke to me before they left and I think if I understood him correctly, that Harper is going to need some space when she gets back...now I know you two are close, but I just wanted to let you know what to expect when or if she returns here tonight."
