Chapter 34
Gabriel
It has been three weeks since I brought Moira to France, and things have been going really well. Aside from the fact that we haven’t done more than touch innocently when we kissed every now and again, we have been moving past our pain, or at least it seems that way, but I know better than to think that everything is alright. We have been keeping busy, going on dates and doing sightseeing. When I am not able to be at home with Moira, Merishka is there, keeping Moira busy. The distractions have kept her from falling completely into a depression, but her smile is dimmer, almost as if her light was burning out, suffocating without oxygen.
“How are you feeling?” I ask Moira as we walk through the gardens, hand in hand. She looks at the roses and frowns at them, and I imme
