Chapter 39
Moira
Instead of follow Gabriel to the bedroom, I take out the food and pack it neatly in containers, wondering how this day went from taking the first steps to fixing things with my father, to doubting my self-worth, to Gabriel kissing me like a starved man and now this. My emotions are all over the place, and the fact that Gabriel barely attempts to try and make me feel better is eating at me. Am I right? Does he feel like I am a burden and just wanted me to be the one to walk so that he can keep his image clean, make the rest of the world think that he is still their little pure prince?
The media changed my pain into something ugly. I know my mother or Timothy has a had in this. For all I know, it could be both. They are trying to ensure that I have no one on my side. The
