“I heard you were leaving us?” Grace sipped at her tea, looking at Gabriella over the edge of her porcelain cup. “Back to California?”
Gabriella shook her head. “Not anymore.”
"What are your plans then?” The Healer's inquiry invited a tsunami of thoughts. A storm that brewed questions of which she couldn't really put answers to.
What were their plans now? Were there any plans at all? Did anything really change? Blaez's heart bled promises but could she trust that his desire to keep her here meant that things would be alright now? That she would get better? That there was a future for them?
Gabriella looked at her Healer and tried on a confident visage. “I’m staying. I belong here, with Blaez.” Her mind drifted to last night, with him, crying together and drifting
