Chapter 24

• Evelina’s POV
• I was freezing. I’d changed, had a warm blanket around me and still I felt the absence of Gabriel’s warmth as if someone had suddenly stuck me inside a freezer.
• I hung my head, shame coloring my cheeks. If I were being honest with myself, I enjoyed him holding me. I was so fucked up in the head for that. But superimposed over the angry Gabriel Rossi that I’d come to know was the image of Gabriel pulling my papa out of the bathroom. Gabriel instinctively moving in front of me as a shield every time there was danger. Gabriel sacrificing himself to make sure I made it into the jet safely. I sighed in frustration. Was I becoming a victim of Stockholm Syndrome now? It sure seemed like it. Listlessly, I walked towards the altar at the front of the church, taking in my surroundings. Gabriel was still in the back, waiting for everyone else.