The Road I Chose
Gabriella reached out and tugged at his sleeve.
It was a habit of hers. Every time before, he would steady her, but this time, he did nothing.
"Did you break the fog lamp on purpose?"
Gabriella stopped crying for a split second.
Tristan's voice was low. "And the wedding photos… You sent them to her on purpose too?"
Gabriella shook her head in panic. "Tristan, I was just afraid of losing you."
Tristan closed his eyes briefly.