Evelina’s POV
Amaya looked at me as if I’d gone crazy, and a snarl tore from Gabriel’s lips. Amaya jumped up from her seat as if it had caught fire.
“Oh s**t. I value my life, Evelina. Friend or not, he’d gut me and hang my insides out for the vultures while I was still alive. Gabe isn’t rational when it comes to you.”
“Get out of here,” Gabriel hissed, his eyes fixed on Amaya.
In that moment, I believed he’d kill her if she stayed any longer. Amaya didn’t need telling twice, scampering out of the kitchen. Perfect. She had time to go grab the box now. I looked at Gabriel, wondering if he was going to threaten me too.
Instead, he took my phone out of his pocket and held it up to me.
“It’s been 24 hours, and your family is blowing up your phone. Call them.”
He walked over, handing me
