“Gabriel, I promise I’ll kill him. And then I’ll let you get back to your life.” “What if I don’t want that?” I say as I drag myself to him. I swing my leg over his waist and grab his face tightly in my hand. “Why the fuck can’t I step away from you?” “You can. I can leave. After he’s dead, I’ll leave, and your life can go back to normal.” “I don’t even know what normal is.” “Normal is a life without me in it.”
