GABRIELIt affected me so much to see her in that man’s arms that I felt a mad need to just leave. I got into my car without thinking about the consequences of my actions and drove back to London. Kira must have wondered where I was. But the way she stood up for that idiot really pissed me off. My first stop was John, my lifelong friend. He was a notorious traveler and never stayed too long in one place. If you asked me, he seemed to have a home in every corner of the world. Probably for the holidays he had decided to come to his homeland, and I took advantage of his coming to come and talk to him. As I arrived after midnight, it shocked him to see me on the doorstep.“Gabe? What the hell? What time is it?” he asked, rubbing his eyes.“Man, I’m sorry to barge in like this, but I need to talk to someone.”“Talk… ok… we can talk. Come on in,” he continued yawning.Sleepy as he was, John invited me in. He even made a cup of coffee, hoping he’d be able to wake up more. “You can talk no

KIRAI literally exploded screaming at Gabriel. But I was tired of everything that was happening to me. He just stood there in front of me saying nothing. I didn’t realize my screams could alert the family.“Don’t just stand there, say something!” I said with a heavy heart.“What do you want me to say? I said I loved you and you think I am playing some kind of game. Kira, I will not give up. Do you hear me?” “Give up on what? I already did, so your attempts to make things better don’t work anymore!” My words stirred something in him because once again he went silent. I spoke painfully, as an attack on him, but Gabriel left me no choice. It annoyed me that he didn't fight more. He never understood that words meant absolutely nothing to me. “I hate you, Gabriel!” I didn’t mean to say it. I just wanted him to be there more. He wasn’t listening to me, so I told him I hated him. And that silence mode he went in left me with no choice but to attack him like this.He didn’t back away, but

KIRAThe schoolyard was full of children. The bustle was continuous, and I was already looking for her. A little girl with golden curls was looking at me with wide eyes and a large, innocent smile. Maddie had a daily ritual of asking the same question when I picked her up from school.“Did you place that special order today, mommy?” I grinned at her and responded in the same way I do every day.“Each order I complete is unique, darling.”Since I began my business with various floral arrangements for various occasions, Maddie has only been interested in flowers. She was always curious about the event they would attend and the unique treat they would be enjoying.“So, nobody important needed them?” she asked with her sweet voice. “Always somebody needs them, honey” Somehow, she was obsessed with the idea that someone would come along and need such a romantic arrangement for the most important person in his life. I carefully placed her in the car seat and sat behind the wheel.“Are

GABRIELI had left London in a hurry because I knew I had to finish this beauty business, as I liked to call it. I’d put it all together so meticulously that I’d impressed even myself. However, I didn’t expect that idiot Mark to come here too. I had also told Martha when I was to return that I did not want to find her near my house. I had thrown her out the door, but because I was in a hurry, I left her with her lover. It looked like the bastard had gone and left her behind. I didn’t stick around to figure it out. I just yelled at her when I drove off not to dare to be there when I got back.But I had just run into another mess. The Mark mess.“Get your filthy hands off her!” I yelled at him, placing myself between them. Mark did not sit idly by and responded accordingly. “You have no right to come into her life like that and pretend nothing happened,” he said, taking the attack posture.“Who said nothing happened?” I shouted at him placing my hands on the collar of his shirt. I c

GABRIELI was standing in the hospital corridor, unsure of what to do. All I wanted to do was return to the room and apologize once more, repeating my apologies until I was positive she would believe me. She had been unconscious for the previous ten hours and had a sad appearance. She wasn’t in a coma; the doctors had informed me rather, the physical impact had left her body completely in a trauma. Trauma that I had brought upon her. Once more, I experienced a searing surge of humiliation that was quickly followed by resentment toward me. Could not believe I almost killed her. I inhaled deeply just to steady my heart beat. I got myself into this situation out of anger.I saw the fear in her eyes and I would never forgive myself for that. She was willing not to sue me, but she probably said that in a moment of anger. Or to show me she wasn’t as helpless as she seemed. My God, at what point our lives drifted so far apart?I suddenly felt the urgent need to get out and drive away. Then