Little lies

Camille's POV

"Leaving?" 

It was barely noon yet. I had hoped we could spend a lot more time together and leave tonight instead. Oh who was I kidding? I saw the look on Gavriel's face while I received my father's call. I knew he was bothered. 

"Yes," he said gruffly and turned around walking into the closet and I followed. He was being all closed off. I watched him yank a new shirt on, his fingers deftly slipping in the buttons. "Why so early? I was hoping we would have time together until evening-" 

"We're leaving now, Camille," He growled. "Don't make this harder than it already is." 

"What is so hard about it? Is this because Dad called?" 

He remained silent, a deep frown on his forehead as he finished buttoning his shirt and reached for his pants. I snatched it right out of his hands. He looked at me looking so confu