"Being alone is better than being with someone I do not love. If you arrange another date without consulting me, I will not go," Gabriel stated firmly. "You're trying to get me to my grave, aren't you?!" Wren fumed. Gabriel ignored her and proceeded straight to his room.

The next morning, Wren headed straight to Prospectus Technology. Instead of looking for Gabriel, she phoned me.

We met at the café on the ground floor.

"Is there something you want me for?" I asked.

Wren's face was icy, her voice

dripping with sarcasm. "Sofia, you're my stepdaughter. I wouldn't

don't normally interfere, but what you're doing is affecting Gabriel, and I...