Olivia's POV
"We are just talking. Serious talking," Gabriel muttered, staring at Daniel without fear.
I held Daniel's hand, trying to get his attention but he's not turning at me. "Daniel…" I called his name.
He turned to me with a serious expression, but later on he smiled. It was faint and I saw the questions that he wanted to ask from his eyes. "Let's go home," he said.
I nodded, "Yes."
He held my hand tightly before pulling me away, but Gabriel grabbed my hand to stop us. Daniel and I turned at him. Meanwhile, I stare at him with a strange look in my eyes, giving him a 'what the hell is he doing' look.
"Our family was still here. It would be rude if you're leaving without even finishing the dinner," he reasoned.
I took my hand away, enduring the pain from my wrist and said, " We are going home, okay? Enough with your nonsense."
