Feyre’s POV:
I didn’t want to feel bad as I left Gabriel’s bedroom, but I did. After all, it was my birthday -and it was the FIRST one I was going to have without my family there. My father, my stepmother, my step siblings… all of them had used and abused me and I didn’t ever get to celebrate the way that I wanted to.
I suppose in a way I was hoping that Gabriel would want to celebrate with me too.
However, I think I caught him at a bad time, mostly because he had been so nice to me. I didn’t think he was pushing me away exactly, and I figured he just had some pack duties to attend to.
After all, I had not informed him of my impending birthday in the past days anyway.
“Happy birthday to me,” I murmured under my breath, stepping into the kitchen. A few maids were there but ignored me,
