SIA POV

I wake up the next morning with a hang over, body ache, and a pair of angry electrical blue eyes staring down at me.

It was Gabriel lieing next to me, with a stare that could kill, his face hold so much anger and un answered questions.

He looked horrible, like he hasn't slept the entire night.

" Good morning" I greet as I move away from him, knowing fully well that I am going to have the scolding of a life time.

" What is good about the morning, Sia?" He ask with a yell

" Am I expected to answer that?" I ask confuse

" Probably"...