Connor
"You didn't have to come with me, you were still having a good time in LA," I tiredly rubbed my eyes as we waited by the carousel for our bags to come around.
"And leave you to fend for yourself," Gabe scrunched his nose in distaste, "trust me it would have been fun to be piss drunk right but there's no way I'm choosing gold flake vodka over making sure you're okay. This is some heavy stuff to deal with mate and you need all the support you need."
I knew there was a huge elephant in the room when he eyed my now bare left hand. The pale line on my ring finger signaling a sudden loss that I spend a good hour crying over in first class after I had told Gabe I had cancelled the engagement.
It was a shock to see him stroll into the airport whilst I waited to board my flight. How he managed to get a seat next to mine was another miracle in itself but I guessed Golden Globe actors had a benefit when it came to getting what they wanted.
