I compelled myself to spend the entire evening running through the conversation I had with Gabriel's father. I assessed everything we had talked about piece after piece, breaking down every single detail and elements until I fully comprehended what he wished to convey to me.
In some point, or should I say in almost all aspects, I am at fault. I quickly jumped into conclusion, without hearing Gabriel's side first, and completely shut him off. He didn't even know what my rants were nor the reasons behind my tantrums, as to why I left him in the cold. I just simply shoved him off the curb and minded my own self miseries and heartaches.
Now I realized how selfish I had become. The old man made me grasp and perceive the light, that with my aim of not being selfish for that innocent soul, I became self-regarding and thoughtless of Gabriel's feelings. I disregarded his emotions and his welfare, for the sake of Lucy's pregnancy, which ended up almost destroying his life.
