“No, you shouldn’t. And after the way you criticize Will—” He flushed along his high cheekbones. “I’ve apologized, Miss Gray. What more do you want of me?” “A change in behavior, perhaps. An explanation of your dislike of Will—” “I’ve told you! If you wish to know why I dislike him, you can ask him yourself!” Gabriel whirled and stalked out of the room. Tessa looked at the knives stuck into the wall and sighed. “So ends my lesson.”
