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Gabriel's POV Evelina had been beside herself when she found her sire lying in his own piss and vomit. Fucker deserved it if you asked me. I never did like the pendejo. Especially since he was the one that had helped me poison everyone at Evelina’s Quince’ when I'd tried to storm the party and take my revenge on her stepfather. Joel was not loyal to anyone but the bottle. However, it was more than obvious in the way Evelina moved about the house with an air of wistful sadness, as she called out to her pendejo papa, that she loved him. I almost wanted to choke the asshole with my own two hands for letting Evelina find him like this. If he was going to die, at least die where she can’t find you motherf.u.c.ker. By the time I’d managed to drag him into the bedroom, Amaya had already called