Seeing him in his weak state

Chapter 48: Arianna's POV

It felt strange that Gabriele was being so gentle with me. His words had somehow strengthened me and I felt my broken heart begin to weave back to its form.

My parents thought –no! Scratch that.

Those people thought that they could break me. But they are wrong. They sold me for twenty bucks, I would throw it back to their faces.

I would rise again –somehow– I shall find a way to be great. So great, that guilt would kill them.

Gabriele wiped my lips with a napkin he had brought with him and put the plate aside.

My heart jolted each time our eyes met and I hated to admit that it felt good having him with me.

God knew I wouldn't have been able to handle the pain alone. He had listened to all my babbles and he had held me when I felt torn apart.

"I should probably let you rest. You cried so much you must sleep early so you don't get a headache," He said making to rise.

I couldn't deny the fact that it felt good, to hear him act this sweet toward me with no intent