Chapter 38
Moira
I am sitting at the table alone, my heart a broken mess in my chest as I stare at the chicken dish I had prepared for Gabriel. After hours of talking to my father, finally feeling like that little girl again that had her father on her side, even if I couldn’t look up to him and see this powerful man anymore, I at least had my father again on my side.
I had hoped to make Gabriel a meal, surprise him with getting all dressed up, but he never showed up. It is past ten in the evening, and I am sitting in front of a cold plate of food, wondering if Gabriel finally realized that I am more of a burden than I am a wife. I am not the girl that he should be with, but he should rather be with a woman like Gwyn. One that understands this life. Someone who was raised in a life wher
