33 Kierra

33

Kierra

I felt dirty as I sat in the police station.

They had me undress.

They took pictures of me.

They asked me questions about my husband.

Gabriel stood by my side the whole time.

He held my hand.

He answered questions when I couldn’t speak up myself.

He comforted me when I felt weaker than ever before.

When I grew embarrassed, he held me closer.

When I cried, he cried, too.

Through it all, he stayed.

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