Gabriel’s POV
The ride home was silent.
Aria had fallen asleep somewhere along the way, curled up in the passenger seat with my jacket wrapped around her. She looked exhausted. Frail, even. But at least she wasn’t shivering anymore.
I kept one hand on the wheel and the other adjusting the jacket over her every now and then, making sure she was warm. My driving was slower than usual—not just because I didn’t want to wake her, but because I didn’t want her panicking again. I’d seen it happen before. I wasn’t about to let it happen again tonight.
As I pulled into the mansion’s driveway, my phone buzzed in the cupholder. Grandma.
I exhaled sharply before answering.
“You’re home?” she asked, skipping the pleasantries.
“Yes.” I cut the engine.
She sighed. “How is she?”
“Sleeping.” I gla
