Without waiting for her answer, the older female slid into the spot beside her. "Long ago, there was a young maiden, She lived with her mother, her father, and her younger brother, in a small village. She was a bright girl, with a smile that lit up the entire village and eyes

that sparkled like stars. People loved her, and everyone wished that their own daughter was just like her.

"However, fate dealt her a rough hand, making her love the one she wasn't supposed to. She suffered due to that love, but was willing to continue loving him despite the pain. She gave her all to him, hoping he'd understand and love her back "Sadly, his eyes didn't see her, but rather, they saw another. And so, she cried and cried, wishing her lover would change

"One day, when she had finally decided to move on and forget her love, he appeared in front of her and asked for a second chance." There was a pause in the story that Leonica found she had been paying attention to.

Grace turned to look her in the eyes and with thin lines for lips, asked. "What do you think she did?"

"She forgave him."

"Elouis, Interesting du

answer. Thit not quite."

"Not quite?"

"Indeed, not quite. Because had the maiden given him a second chance, it would have only brought about more pain for her, wouldn't it have been? In the end, she realized that and searched for happiness elsewhere." *She found someone else." Leonica muttered, feeling the weight of her words,

Grace's lips curved up slightly. "Correct. The maiden found someone new, who had always loved her. Someone who had vowed to protect her and make her happy. She left her past behind and started a new despite all her wounds and burdens." "How did it work out for her?" Leonica asked, searching the woman's brown orbs.

"It worked out perfectly." Grace answered with a warm. "So well, that she didn't even notice when the scars healed and became faint memories." She reached up and patted Leonica's head, gently, "That can also be you, honey."

The warmth of her touch was a comfort to her, as well as a guiding light and the smile that stretched her lips was sincere.

"Thank you." She muttered, blinking back beads of tears.

Grace mirrored her smile and hesitantly pulled her in for a hug. Patting her bad, she said. "Anytime Dear, anytime."

Gabriel drove through the night, his hands tight around the wheel.

He was pissed, angered and hurt all at the same time, a terrible mix of emotions that had given him an even more terrible idea. But it was too late to think of it that way by the time he was standing face to face with the visitor room of Oslo female prison. With his identity, getting inside the area was an easy feat. Now, as he stood, waiting for his guest, he couldn't help but question himself..

Why had he come here, when all she did was hurt him, use him, and cause uncalled for havoc in his life.

Well, it was simple. He wanted Answers. Answers that he knew Leonica couldn't give him.

of the prisoner cell buzzing open pulled him out of his thought. As he looked up, he watched the girl from the

her hair was noticeably shorter and her expression was less innocent and more

left, Gabriel couldn't help but stare at her,

chosen to torment Leonica

"Did you

breaking the silence that had settled

"No"

you come for, hmm?" she asked,

and searching his eye. "Did she send you

fist, clenching them to stop himself from raising his voice, because he knew the moment he did so, the visit

to fix whatever shambles of relationship he had left with Leonica, he needed to get

"No." He answered calmly.

why are you here?

her words were a joke, then it didn't make Gabriel laugh. She sucked bitterly on her inner cheek at

are you

you can give them to me." "Answer?" Angelina was confused by his words. "What answers?" "A lot, but let's start from the basics.

"I'm me, the

Gabriel's expression remained neutral

have all the time in the

hell are you acting like some pretty college boy

didn't say a thing and the realization suddenly

usual signs of trickery, but all she

If I did?" Came Gabriel's stoic reply. "Now

you."

handshake gesture, but even that was restricted by the cuffs

himself making someone like her his wife while Leonica,

late spring, did you pull

thought aside, he asked,

up at the mention of the thing that had brought she

confirmed, lied, but of course Gabriel didn't

Or so she thought

up, dazed and all, she tried speaking

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