Chapter 49
Gabriel
For the past three weeks, I haven’t heard a word from Moira. Aside from the breakfast that is delivered to my receptionist every morning with a note saying the same three words every time: I love you. I haven’t seen her. It almost feels like she gave up, but the notes keep reminding me that she is here and she is sticking to her word. I hate that I miss her, hate that I want to pick up my phone and call her, beg her to have breakfast with me. I am not sure if I hate my need for her, or hate the fact that I still can’t give in to that need. She is clearly determined to stay here, though I am not quite sure where here is. She no longer stays at the hotel that she said she was at. I gave in and sent one of my men to check in on her, only to find out that she left the hote
