Gabe’s POV
His face didn’t move, and other than the faintest slight twitch in his left hand, that went as quickly as it arrived, that was barely noticeable, he remained completely still. We all waited quietly. After what seemed like hours, but was likely only seconds, he stood, scrapping his chair back on the floor, startling us momentarily.
He walked over to Ezra, who also looked a little dumbfounded ‘I’m hungry, what’s for dinner, smells amazing’
‘Chloe made chicken and leek pie’ Ezra replied quietly ‘Zeke, do you want to talk about this?’
‘What’s to talk about, you know, they obviously know, you all seem perfectly okay, so let’s have dinner, shall we?’
His manner was killing me. I knew he was hurt, I had to do something, I would have preferred him to be angry so we could talk it o
