Gabriel Wilson walked out of the police station, for the last time she wondered secretly to her self. The last month had been one of the best times of her life, of course she didn’t want anybody to know, everybody expected her to be grieving. If only they knew the pain she’d been through for the last three years, honestly Gabriel wished she had killed the man herself but unfortunately that wasn’t an option now. She got into the car that had been waiting for her arrival two hours now. Her mother Briar Trims rested her head on her shoulder in hopes that Gabriel would maybe shed a tear. The reality of it, was that Gabriel didn’t know what to feel at the moment, her husband was gone for good.
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