It had been eight weeks already, but it didn’t feel like that. It felt like a blink of an eye and barely a taste of everything I’d always dreamed I might be able to claim for myself. A year was never going to be enough, but now I could see that it was going to be so brief that it broke me. I turned back to Gabriel, pain tearing into my chest as I forced myself to face the truth and own up to this. “They were going to die,” I told him, my voice cracking a little
