Carlota’s POV
I was balancing my books in my arms, trying not to drop them as I walked through the crowded hall. My mind was a whirlpool of thoughts and that feeling I couldn’t shake off every time I thought about him.
Gabriel appeared beside me suddenly, walking with the same confidence that made everyone turn their heads. His eyes landed on me, bright and teasing.
“Did you get the gift I sent you?” he asked, voice loud enough for people to hear, a sly smile tugging at his lips.
I blinked at him, slightly confused. “Gift?” I asked, adjusting my books in my arms. “I don’t think I got anything.”
Gabriel leaned closer, tilting his head like he knew something I didn’t. “You didn’t? Really? I sent it to you. It was supposed to arrive yesterday.”
I furrowed my brows, trying to recall if a
