"It wasn't a conversation," Amelie corrected him calmly.
Gabriel gave a slow nod, his gaze narrowing slightly. "And you ended up roasting Kate too," he remarked. "She's the one who gave your number to Jodie, didn't she?" His brow arched in suspicion.
"I think so," Amelie admitted with disappointment. "You once said your siblings weren't what they pretended to be. I thought Kate was different. I thought she was kind and nonjudgmental. But I was wrong." There was a trace of regret in her voice, but it was clear she had already accepted her mistake for trusting too easily.
Gabriel's expression softened, his sharp features easing as he took a step closer. "What happened?" he asked, his eyes gently searching hers for the truth she hadn't yet spoken.
Before Amelie could answer, a firm knock came from the door, followed by Albus's deep voice. "My lord, your meal is here."
