"Why are you staring at me like that? I've noticed it for a while now. Shouldn't you be focusing on your food?" Amelie asked softly, lifting a glass of water to her lips.
Gabriel's fingers delicately held the stem of the wine glass. He swirled the red liquid slowly, his eyes never leaving her face.
"It's just... it's been a long time since we've shared a dinner like this," he replied, his voice laced with warmth. He took a slow sip, savoring the moment more than the wine.
Amelie smiled faintly, her gaze drifting toward the wide glass windows. The moonlight spilled gently across the landscape outside.
"It looks so beautiful tonight," she murmured.
Gabriel watched at her serene face.
'Why did my mother want to harm you, Amelie?' he thought. 'Even though she knew the pendant you wear would shield you, she still went that far. What is she hiding? You've never wished harm on anyone. All you ever wanted was for me and her to reconcile. What if I hadn't arrived in time that day?'
