GIANNA
“Breathe, Gia, breathe; he’s gone.” The twins surrounded me as if they thought I really was going to pass out, which may not be far from the truth. I’m not sure what’s making my heart race faster, the way he looked at me, or the way he looks in a tux. “Come, sit.” My legs were still rubbery from that kiss on the forehead. I could still feel the light pressure of his lips against my skin.
They led me to the bed, and I plopped down since my knees were barely holding me up at this point. They’ve been like that ever since I walked into my borrowed room to find the mountain of shopping bags waiting for me there. Since Gabriel was the only one to leave the house, there was little doubt that he was responsible, and the realization had filled me with a warmth so intense it took my breath away.
