EMILY
I stared at my bowl of cereal as I tried hard not to bolt out of the dining room. The tension was so palpable, and I could literally hear the audible breaths of everyone in there. It was beyond scary when I thought about the way I had been called down to dine with them.
"Emily?" Sia called suddenly.
I looked up at her, and she gave me a kind look. I could tell that she was worried about me, but I didn’t want her to be. I tried to put in my best smile. "My Lady?’ I asked softly.
She smiled, too. "You’re not eating your meal. Are you so mad at the way Liam treated you that you won’t eat anymore?"
I turned to look at Liam, who had his fork paused midair as he pulled back to his seat. He must have felt attacked by his sister’s words, but he said nothing. I shifted my gaze back at Si
