GABRIELLE’S POV
I could barely contain my smile as I watched Anya’s family members leave.
I had no issues with them but I didn’t like how they made me feel. Just a few seconds more and they’d stop existing to me.
Anya walked down the stairs, carrying a small bag. “You look pleased, Gabrielle. Are you happy to see us leave?”
Everyone else — her mother, three of her aunts, and two of her siblings — turned to look at me.
“She’s not,” Damon said, standing behind me. “I am.”
They burst into laughter.
I c****d my brows.
Nothing he said was funny.
Lila held on to her grandmother. “I’ll miss you. Can’t you stay another day?”
“No,” Damon answered before anyone else could. His tone stayed flat. “They have other plans and places to be.”
The grandmother chuckled like he’d told another
