-Anastasia-
It wasn’t until the next day that I stopped feeling like my world was spinning and my stomach stopped hurting, but the hangover had certainly been worth the epic night I could barely remember. As Gabriel and I enjoyed lunch together, he turned to me, growing serious.
“All right, about the dinner,” he began.
“When is it?” I asked.
“Midweek,” he informed me. “Wednesday.”
“Why?”
“To unsettle us. You’ll have school, and I’ll have work. It’s meant to stress us out,” he explained.
“Rather manipulative,” I snapped.
“Yes, it is. But let’s not dwell on their tactics. There will be a whole table filled with them. Holden and the others will be there too, so we’ll have their support,” he assured me.
“Who should I watch out for, besides Lora and her family?” I asked.
“All of them.
