The sound of raised voices in the hallway drifted into the room again, and I couldn’t help but wonder just how long it would take before mom's ranting finally settled.
My patience was running thin, but at the same time, a small part of me appreciated how Gabriel handled her. There was a calmness to his presence, as if he knew exactly how to navigate her storm without letting it break him.
I finished the sandwich Jenna had brought me and leaned back, letting the food settle in my stomach. Despite how tired I felt, my mind raced with all the unanswered questions. I needed to know more about the mission, why I was involved, and what Gabriel was truly up to. I couldn’t shake the feeling that there were pieces to this puzzle I wasn’t seeing.
“Thanks, Jenna,” I said softly, turning toward her
