Being Followed.

Standing outside with Owen’s jacket around her shoulder, Leonica sighed out and watched her breath turn visible before it disappeared. Today had turned out to be much of a success than she had imagined. She chuckled, To think all her fears was all for nothing. The feeling of her phone vibrating pulled her away from her thought. She reached the the device in her purse, a thin smile finding it’s way onto her lips when she saw it was a message from Gabriel. [Hey, how are you?] It read. [I’m fine. Is something the matter?] She replied, waiting only a second for his reply. [Not at all, just wanted to check up on you. How’s your ankle doing?] Leonica stared at his message for a few seconds and could chuckle. Memory loss sure did a number on him. The Gabriel she was used to didn’t even care when he abandoned her on the road on the day of his grandmother’s funeral, but now here he was, asking how her sprained ankle was doing. Delightful. She could get used to something like this. But not to us