Carlota’s POV
The door clicked open, and my heart stopped. I knew who it was before I even turned my head. Gabriel stepped in, slow, deliberate. His face was serious, more serious than I had ever seen it. His dark eyes locked on me immediately.
He still had his arm in a sling, the evidence of the race and the attack still fresh. I don't know what he's going to think seeing us together like this. I wanted to explain things to him but it felt like I was wrong.
“Carlota,” he said quietly, but his voice carried across the room. “Why?”
I froze. Why? He didn’t even have to finish the sentence. I knew what he meant. I turned to Paxton instinctively, looking for an escape.
“He told you?” I whispered, almost to myself.
Paxton’s lips pressed into a thin line. “I did. I didn’t see a reason to
