บท 547: A Chat

Gabe sat in his room, seething. He didn't have a right to be, but he was. And the anger coursing through him had nothing to do with the fear he had seen in Autumn's eyes. Because it was that fear that told him things that her words couldn't.

He tried to tell himself that she wasn't the reason for his anger. Or rather her suffering was not the reason. It was the existence of the people who put that fear there were what made him angry. Thankfully, before he could smash something, his phone interrupted his thoughts. 

It was the phone call he had been expecting and almost dreading. But right now, it seemed like a lifesaver..."Erasmi." 

He winced at the desperation in his voice and from the silence on the other end, he knew that it was already too late to compose himself.

"Gabe. What happened?" Erasmi asked quietly. 

Gabe sighed," Nothing happened, Eras. I was just thinking of something... How are you doing?"