Until Them...

Prologue

GABRIEL

I spent my entire life missing the other half of my soul. And as soon as I met her I knew what it felt like to be whole. The moment she left me, I went back to living my life incomplete. I should never have forced myself into her life. I should have listened to her the first time she begged me to leave her alone. But I couldn't. The first time I saw her that day in the coffee shop, I knew I couldn't leave her alone. She thought I didn't notice her, but how could I not. Look at her, she's an angel. She's like an angel that fell from heaven, just to save me. And I thought that maybe I was supposed to save her too, to possibly fix what was broken inside of her. Instead I broke her even more. I slowly tore down the walls that she had built up inside her. The ones she put there to protect herself. To make sure that she would never feel anywhere near the pain she felt when her brother died. To never feel insignificant to those she loves. I should have told her, I know I should have. But how do you tell your best friend that whole you've been tearing the walls down, you've also been cracking her heart piece by piece. Mine and Valentina's relationship has always been complicated. We've split up and gotten back together more times that I can even remember. But for some reason I always go back there, maybe it's the comfort of knowing she's there whenever I want her or because she's familiar. I don't know why I didn't just end things with her. I mean we've been so distance with each other for almost a year now, and were also sleeping with other people. What kind of a relationship is that? Even though our relationship was over emotionally, it wasn't officially ended. And I went back to her those times because I was confused. Confused about my feelings for Norah. I'd loved Valentina for a long time, well I loved her as much as you can love someone like her. But as I got deeper in with Norah, the more I realised what I had with Lena wasn't really love, it was just comfort. I'd lived in that comfort for three years, how was I meant to suddenly break things off with her. But when things got really serious with Norah, and I knew I could lie to myself anymore. And I couldn't lie to Lena either. I didn't mean to hurt her, to hurt either of them. And it makes me sick knowing I betrayed Norah. I feel the absence of her presence. Until we meet again, I shall mourn for what we had and what could have been.