Isabella I walk beside him, arms loosely folded, still trying to ignore everything I just heard a few minutes ago.After a few steps, I glance at him. “Why are you even out here?” I ask, brows slightly furrowed.Gabriel keeps his gaze forward, hands in his pockets as he walks. “They left,” he says casually.I slow down. “What?”“Mia and Elias,” he adds, finally glancing at me. “They stepped out.”Gabriel nods toward the exit, already walking. “They’re outside.”“Oh,” I say, processing it for a second.That makes sense.I didn’t even tell them I was going to take long.I don’t say anything else after that.Instead, I just follow him out.The moment we step outside, the cool night air hits—Along with familiar voices.“…You’re so dramatic,” Mia says, shaking her head, though there’s a hint of laughter in her voice.“I’m not,” Elias replies, leaning casually against the car. “You just don’t like being called out.”Mia scoffs, crossing her arms. “Oh, now I’m the problem?”“You said that,
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