During her chaotic, rebellious teenage years, whenever she found herself tangled in street fights, Gabriel was always the one who would gather a massive crowd to back her up. On one unforgettable occasion, he had even willingly taken the fall for her, spending a grueling week locked in a juvenile detention facility just to keep her record pristine.
He had anchored her through every single year of her youthful ignorance, shielding her through the absolute lowest points of her trajectory. Now that she had finally stood on her own feet and reclaimed her path, he had vanished from the earth just like that.
"Gabriel..." Evelyn murmured to herself. Only now did she truly comprehend the terrifying, suffocating weight of completely losing an irreplaceable soul.
"Evie... let him depart in quiet peace," Michael whispered softly, his dark eyes fixed on the white canvas. Thank you, Gabriel.
