*~Gabrielle's POV~*
In the carriage, my head was still spinning. My pulse hadn't calmed since I'd stormed out of the White House. Penny sat a small distance away from me, her hands folded neatly on her lap, her eyes fixed anywhere but on mine.
She didn't even look remorseful.
Not one glance. Not one word. Nothing.
You'd think after lying straight to my face and humiliating me in front of Damien, she'd at least try to apologize—or explain why she betrayed me. But no. She just sat there, silent, pretending like none of this concerned her.
Fine. Let her be quiet. I didn't even have the strength to speak to her. Once I told Lucien everything, he would deal with her.
When the carriage stopped at the High House, I practically jumped out before the driver could open the door. Penny trailed behind me slowly, almost dragging her feet. I didn't even turn to look at her.
I headed straight for Lucien's room.
