Troy smiled slightly as he watched his wife of 5 years, Gabriella Bolton bustle around the kitchen trying to prepare breakfast for him and their 3 gorgeous children, Charice, Lily and Matthew. She was, in his eyes, the most perfect human being to ever walk this earth. She was caring, loving, fearless, gorgeous, smart, intuitive, everything a man could ever ask for in a woman.
Troy often felt unworthy of her. She was so flawless, unequalled, unmarred, utopian, and he was so.. . so faulty, marred, immature, rudimentary, so imperfect. But she still loved him.
Gabriella turned back to look at Troy, only to be met with his deep blue, brooding eyes.
"What's wrong?" she asked him, confusion spreading over her face.
Troy snapped out of his day dream and shook his head slightly,
" nothing." He smiled.
"okay..." giggled Gabriella as she went back to the eggs she was preparing for Troy, humming a random melody quietly.
Just looking at her brightened his day immensely, her bright, child like eyes brought life to his otherwise tired, dull eyes.
Her touch made him forget about everything else and focus on her, just her.
The most amazing thing about her? She loved him with every atom in her body. Her world revolved around him, just as his around hers. They were interconnected in every way possible, every move they made affected the other. They were simply tied together with strings. Invisible, unbreakable strings.
And Troy had to say, he didn't particularly mind.