Chapter 64
- **Gabe's POV**
- “Dammit Gabriel!” Vincent yelled, rushing to the man who’d dared belittle my mamma. He was bleeding out all over the beige rug. Shit. I liked that beige rug. Now it was stained with the blood of the man whose sperm had fertilized the egg I was born from.
- I was a weak fool. Because I’d missed and got him in the shoulder instead.