Gabrielle looked at Ansel, her heart beating tightly against her chest. She stared into his eyes, screaming in her thoughts.
'Ansel please, please save me… Please understand what I can not speak… Please I need you…'
He grabbed her hand, gently caressing her face.
'She says she's okay but her face, her eyes tell me a different story… Her eyes are an open book that I can read everytime… The problem is I can't put my finger on what's wrong and she will not tell me… Gabrielle, you may not want to tell me now but hopefully you'll soon feel comfortable enough to confide your problems in me… I love you so deeply… I wish you would tell me everything…"
"Are you alright my Love," He whispered softly in her ear.
"Yes, I-I'm just t-tired," She quietly uttered.
"Then I shall take you to your room so you can get some rest," He hummed, helping her to her feet.
"I can escort her to her room if you're too busy," Stentin chimed in.
