At What Cost

Gemma shot Gideon a hostile glare.

Her face was pale, her voice barely more than a whisper as she said, "Gideon, you're despicable."

Gideon stayed cool as ever. "Sarah is sick and in the hospital. Let me drive you."

When Gemma heard Sarah was hospitalized, her face, already pale, drained of all color.

She pushed Gideon aside and rushed to the curb, quickly flagged down a taxi.

Gideon just stood th