The next morning, Gabby was up and ready before eight.
She had chosen a very simple dress and tied her hair to the back, trying not to look as excited as she felt.
Seeing Ethan outside the estate, even for a few hours, felt like getting a small piece of her old life back.
When she came downstairs, Manuel was already at the breakfast table but breakfast had not been served yet.
His eyes lifted briefly when she entered.
"You're early."
"You told me to be ready by eight."
Gabby said and sat down across from him.
For a moment, neither of them said anything again.
Then Manuel checked his watch.
"We're leaving in ten minutes."
"Ten minutes?" Gabby asked, staring at him surprisingly.
Manuel raised his head up and met her gaze.
"What?"
"We've not even had breakfast, Manuel."
Manuel
