Gabe’s POV
We made it back to the house and Ezra and Zeke were in the kitchen, I could tell the conversation was still heated, and I worried about poor Obi and Isla having to say goodbye to them on these terms. I wasn’t being fair on any of them.
I lightly knocked on the kitchen door and tentatively entered.
‘I’m sorry guys, this isn’t your fault, or your problem! I should never have come here. Please, don’t argue on my account, you deserve this break, and god knows you need it! Please go and have some fun’
Ezra was quick to jump in ‘Gabe, you have never really asked us for anything, the least we can do is be here for you when you need us! Instead, we have just made assumptions and kicked you while you are down. I’m sorry for my big mouth, I guess it’s true you really don’t know what
