Why was she questioning---Gabriel stared at the carpet for a few moments, trying to understand. He had accepted that the topic of their argument had been serious, he had known that basically throwing a new element of their relationship into Rachel's face had been overwhelming, so it hadn't been hard to believe that she would want to get away from him, from the entire situation. Hell, he too has skipped the country when faced with a life-changing piece of information. He recalled those frantic nights with Octavia after finding out about Mary's pregnancy, and wondered if this was just what people in their circle of friends did.
No, it wasn't. It seemed to just be the two of them who could not handle actually facing truths and feelings. Gabriel had been more than complacent with going on every day as if they hadn't been placed together in an arrangement by their parents, he had been fine with just being right for Rachel and not going any further than that. Gabriel found that now that he had lived with the chance of her not wanting to go day to day with him that he greatly desired the chance to prove to her that he was worth being with.
That---she was worth more than what he had given her these first six months of their marriage. He'd been wary of displaying more than casual affection outside of the bedroom because he didn't know how Rachel would accept deterring from the course they'd created for themselves, but Gabriel wanted to give her more. It was the fear that she wouldn't want it that kept him from doing so.
Gabriel stepped closer to Rachel and put his hands on her shoulders, pressing his face to her hair. She still smelled like the beach, but retained the delicate scent of hers that he had grown to recognize and savor. He whispered, "Because I should have stopped you, I should have made things right and made it so you would stay with me."
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