Lionel closed the door behind him. He watched Gabriella walking to the bed. Wearing a comfortable loungewear, she looked very different from how he's used to see her. Weirdly, he was uneasy being in a locked room with her.
He has long lost the anxiousness he felt some time ago. He was calm to be in front of her, looking at her face. He clutched the watch to his chest.
Lionel leaned on the wall facing Gabriella. With her head bowed, she was looking at the floor. The sunlight cast shaking shadows of the leaves that blocked the rays on her glowing face.
Although her silvery eyes cast a shadow of confusion on her face, her cheeks were rosy. "You look good," he said. It's been a long while since he's seen color on her bare face. She always used makeup to make her look like she even had an ounce of attachment to life.
"It's like she said…" Gabriella looked up. "I… that watch…" she then scoffed with a wry smile. "Guess, fate doesn't want us together."
