GABRIELLE’S POV
I walked out of the hall long after everyone left. I was planning to get a hotel room, eat junk food, and cry myself to sleep.
I had my first taste of revenge but at what cost?
Father was disappointed in me and he cut me off. Emily promised to make my life a living hell and I knew she meant it.
I sighed heavily as I tried to stop a cab.
A limo stopped in front of me and the window rolled down, exposing Damon Gravari's cold face.
My brows formed a frown. “What are you doing here?“
“I was waiting for you to round up so we could leave,” he said.
I scoffed. “I don’t want anything to do with you, Damon. Unless it’s about getting a divorce, don’t speak to me again.”
He leaned back in his seat, his expression unreadable. “Get in the car, Gabrielle.”
I folded my arms
