"Gabriel, calm down," Amelie said gently. "Look, even Noah's crying." She brushed a soothing hand over the baby's chest, her voice trembling with worry.
"How am I supposed to calm down?" Gabriel snapped, his voice rough with fury. "How dare June say something like that in front of me? Every word out of her mouth made my blood boil." His fists tightened. But then, Noah's cries made him realize that he had to stop acting in that way.
"Noah, Daddy isn't angry anymore. Don't cry," Gabriel murmured as he took the baby from Amelie. He began pacing slowly across the room, patting Noah's back in a steady rhythm. After a few minutes, the crying softened to little hiccups, then faded altogether.
"I'm sorry, Ame," he said at last, his voice lower now. "I should've kept my temper, but I couldn't help it. You heard what June said, she's completely lost her mind."
"Don't speak like that in front of Noah," Amelie chided gently.
