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I was out most of the day, feeling awful after what had transpired with Ana, but I knew I couldn’t hide forever, so I went home when it was dark. I came by Gabriel, who held a bottle of water in his hand and some food.
“I’m feeding the prisoner,” he chuckled.
I smiled a little, telling him to go right ahead. I understood Bruce would want a fair fight, but there was definitely going to be a fight. However, as I moved to the kitchen to get some water, Gabriel called out to me.
“She is waiting up for you. Bruce couldn’t coax her to bed. She says she won’t sleep before you’re home,” he explained.
“What?” I asked, and Gabriel winked at me before disappearing.
I barely dared to believe Ana might have forgiven me, so I cautiously moved into the living room, finding her half-asleep o
