'Even the pendant couldn't protect Amelie,' Gabriel thought grimly, his fingers gently laced around hers as she slept restlessly.
Earlier, after a tense discussion with Carlos about how to break the cursed marks, Gabriel had called the doctor. Since Skye was unavailable at that hour, another physician was sent to examine Amelie.
Now, as the soft light of dawn spilled into the room, Gabriel glanced at the clock and then reached for his phone on the bedside table. He opened the contacts and clicked on his mother's contact.
However, he hesitated to dial that number.
After a long pause and a deep breath, he tapped the number and raised the phone to his ear. He didn't expect her to answer, but he couldn't stop himself from trying.
To his surprise, Mabel answered the call.
"I didn't expect you to call me," Mabel said on the other end.
"Good morning, Mom," Gabriel greeted softly, forcing the words past the tightness in his throat.
