[Trent's POV]
I stare at the brightly lit house in front of me, taking it in. Inside was the woman I yearned for for so many years. She was this close yet so damn far away, and it was frustrating.
After finishing brunch with Rachelle, I spent the rest of the day trying to figure out a good way to approach Gabby about her current situation. I already knew she wasn't going to make helping her easy, but I refused to take no for an answer.
I was certain that once her father got the right amount of money that he wanted, he wouldn't bother her anymore, so that was my ultimate goal.
Feeling my nerves beginning to grow, I start to head up the cobblestone walkway that is lined by rose bushes and then up onto the simple wooden front porch. When I reach the door, I peek through the frosted glass
