Gabriel’s POV
Dinner was still going on, and I was trying my best to keep the mood normal for Carlota. My father had already asked too many questions. My mother was trying to balance everything. And Carlota… she looked calm, but I could tell she was stressed.
She’s trying so hard for someone who supposed to be in a fake relationship with me. I hate that Dad is doing all this. I wanted to stop him from bothering her, but at the same time, I had to keep it quiet because there are some things that she mustn't know about me yet until I tell her about it. I just don't want her to see that there is a conflict between my father and I for now.
I was watching her quietly when my phone vibrated inside my pocket. I frowned. Who keeps texting me tonight? I pulled the phone out and looked at the scr
