Amelie rested her head on Gabriel's shoulder, his fingers gently entwined with hers.
"You never told me this pendant was a gift from your mother," she said softly, brushing her fingertips over the stone.
A flicker of annoyance flashed in Gabriel's eyes, but he quickly masked it. "Did my brothers mention it?" he asked. "There's a reason I never brought it up."
He paused for a moment before continuing, "Why didn't you call me the night you were attacked?" It wasn't what he'd intended to talk about right now, but somehow, the conversation had taken them here.
Amelie lifted her head from his shoulder to look at him. "I didn't want to disturb you. Besides, Prince Casaio and Dominick stopped anything serious from happening," she explained.
Gabriel exhaled slowly. "I think it was my mother."
Amelie's brows furrowed. "What do you mean?"
