I was dead on my feet and drained from all the excitement of the day. My chest hurt from holding too much in, and I was confused and afraid. But his words gave me solace. It was so strange having a voice of comfort that it was taking some getting used to, but I was learning to accept that feeling of relief I got with him.
Somehow in the pit of my stomach, I knew that I could trust Gabriel. I didn’t realize it until now, but a part of me had been holding back, not yet quite sure or willing to believe that the life he was offering me, a life that sounded too much like a fairytale, could truly be mine.
I didn’t realize that a part of me had been secretly doubtful or that I had been holding my breath, waiting for the other shoe to drop. Life had never been very kind to me, so why should I expect things to change so drastically out of the blue?