Gabriel's P.O.V
I watch as small toddler runs down to my grave. "Asher, slow down." Her voice is still as innocent as the first time we met.
She runs after him, wearing a light pink dress that moves in wind. Her hair is put up into a messy bun, exposing her beautiful neck.
She scoops the little boy into her arms and raises him the air, showing off her beautiful diamond ring. She pulls out two roses from her bag and hands one to the boy, whilst keeping one for herself.
She places it in front of my grave and the boy copies her actions. "Mummy, wait for me." The girl screams whilst running down, her father right behind her.
Fatherhood has been good to him. Sure he looks tired but he also looks happier than I've ever seen him. He wraps his arms around her waist and starts to kiss her, l
