C115 Nurture Hope

Gabriella lay with sad eyes fixed on the setting sun. Her breath was as calm as the ocean. No more rumbling choking the throat. The pressure that was pressing against her chest, had dissipated with the cry.

“Are you sure our Little Prince will return soon?” she murmured while continuing to hear her husband's heartbeat.

"Yes, of course. We don't really let him go. He'll be back for sure