--- HIS BELOVED OR HIS MATE >>>> Part 2--
“Gabriella? Gabriella Lovett?”
The quiet voice weaved through her mind, roving over and over until it finally was singular enough for her to latch onto and let it pull her away from the comfortable blanket of unconsciousness. Her head rolled on the pillow as a slight moan escaped her lips, eyes blinking at the muted light in the room, until it found the source of the voice.
An older woman, aged in friendly wrinkles with grayish white hair cut in a short bob that cupped her cheeks sat in a chair next to the bed. A delicate smile played on the woman’s thin lips as she regarded her.
Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed someone else in the room and her attention shot there quickly. An older man, average build, with coffee-colored s
