Twenty-one.
Twenty-one. Once at home, Oddie started to clean Gabriel’s face cuts and bruises in silence. He was sitting in the living room’s sofa and she kneeled before him, having the first aid kit on the center table. Nathan had left with Elliot to go get Henry from the nursery home, as Liam couldn’t take care of Gabriel every day because of his work, they had called the grumpy man to help them. “I’m sorry.” The boy’s eyes widen in shock, why was she the one apologizing? He was the one who threw the first punch, he scratched and kicked and applied leg and arm locks on a kid who knew nothing about martial arts. He broke bones and bruised a face, he was the one who did wrong. So, why was his aunt apologizing? “I’m so sorry.” Her voice broke and tears started to run down her cheeks. Closing he
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