You age regressed to cope with your depression and anxiety, and when it got really bad, you regressed for a few days at a time. But Frank didn't mind. He loved being your boyfriend and caregiver.

You were Gabi gone of those bad spurts. You were practically paranoid, but numb at the same time. And Frank pretty much did you in.

He noticed you pretty much trembling in your seat one day, and smiled softly. "C'mere, sweetheart," he said softly.