Chapter 277

Zoe's eyes widened slightly, a glimmer of hope in her expression. "That’s good news, Gabriel. We can take it from here. Why didn’t you tell your family?"

He shook his head, his jaw set in determination. "I want to handle this my way."

She nodded, understanding the burden he carried. "Alright. I get it. So, what now?"

Gabriel exhaled slowly. "I need to go home. Try and encourage Camella, make sure she's okay."

"And your wound? You need to see a doctor, make sure it’s dressed and—"

"Stop worrying about me," Gabriel snapped, his voice edged with frustration. He didn't mean to lash out, but the weight of the situation was suffocating him.

Zoe sighed, seeing the exhaustion and pain etched into his face. "Fine. I can drop you home if you want…"

"No." Gabriel turned and started walking away, his eyes scanning the area, realizing he had left the motorcycle at Brock’s family house.

Zoe watched him, her heart heavy with concern. She approached him again, trying to reason with him. "Gabriel, let
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