*Gabe’s POV*

As I drove, I realized my jaw had been clenched so tightly for so long that it was starting to hurt. I can’t even say my heart was racing because I was increasingly convinced I didn’t have one… and if I ever did, everyone around me made sure to destroy it.

I looked at my fingers gripping the custom Pagani steering wheel so hard that my knuckles were turning white. I’d never felt such regret in my life as I did in that moment. And no, it wasn’t even about Olivia ...