((Gabriel))
My heart was in turmoil, she would need to leave. And she would have to leave soon, it explained so much. The way she was able to defend herself effortlessly without any kind of formalized training. It was born into her, no wonder she is as amazing as she was. Laying her head back on the pillow in her room. I took a moment to just watch her sleep. The way her eyelashes cast shadows on her cheeks, her hair lay carefully across her forehead. Her lips slightly parted as she softly breathed. I ran the back of my fingers down over her cheeks. I walked down the stairs and plopped down at the island in the kitchen. Mom was standing by the sink, she had a small talk with Harper's father before he had left.
"Mom--I don't want to lose her." She turned around and her head was bowed slightly.
