In the evening, Gabriel and Dominick stood in the garden while conversing with each other.
"It was necessary to open Casaio's eyes," Gabriel said firmly. "He needs to stop sulking over it."
Dominick gave him a side glance. "You understand love better than most, and yet... you couldn't think of a simpler way? Wouldn't it have been easier to just tell him the truth about Zilia? Instead, you had him walk in on her with another man at that hotel. That was brutal, Gabriel."
"I had to be cruel to be kind," Gabriel replied coldly. "At least now, he won't waste any more years pining for someone who deceived him for over a decade."
"But Casaio's going to need time to heal from this betrayal," Dominick murmured, a crease forming between his brows.
Gabriel nodded slowly. "He knew, deep down, that Zilia was never truly serious about him. But he clung to hope, telling himself that someday she'd come around. In a way, Casaio's to blame too, he never bothered to really look into her past."
