Chapter 42: GABRIEL
They are way too invested in this shit. According to them, I’ve been acting unlike myself ever since I brought her here, which I was surprised to recall had only been a few days ago. “So, like some love-sick puppy?” There was no inflection in my tone, so they looked at each other to see who knew which way the wind was blowing.
Mace, the behemoth, huffed out a breath and took the reins from the other two, who seemed to have already run out of steam. “It’s like this, we’ve all known each other for a long time, so we pretty much know each other’s moods and such. Lately, it’s been hard not to notice that you’ve changed a bit.” I think he got nervous because of my stare because he looked at the other two for help.
“Since the fuck when are you a diplomat? Spit it out.”