GABRIEL
“Gianna, baby, where are you?”
“I’m in here!” I played with the ring box in my pocket as I made my way towards the bathroom, where the sound of her voice came from. I still get a little choked up these days when I walk into the house, and they’re here. It had taken at least three or four days before the pit in my stomach disappeared. That feeling of dread that they’ll all be taken from me again.
Maybe that’s why I’ve been rushing to do things, trying to bring us up to speed and correct what was wrong in the last almost two years. She doesn’t know it, or maybe she does and just hasn’t said anything, but everything is new to me too. When she was no longer here, there were things I didn’t let myself enjoy or even participate in; now, I have a hankering for all those things.
