Damian’s POV:
The dining room felt warm and calm, the kind of quiet you don’t want to break.
Lira had prepared dinner, and we were all seated, Eloise was seated across from us, chewing slowly while scrolling through her phone, and Lira was beside me chewing her food quietly.
The food was good, but my focus wasn’t on the taste. It was on her.
Her hair was pulled loosely to one side, with a few strands brushing her cheek each time she bent her head.
She didn’t talk much during dinner, but there was a softness in the way she moved.
Just then, my phone buzzed on the table. I picked it up, and the screen lightened at my face.
A message appeared on the the screen, it was from father.
He had dropped a text in the family group that there would be a family meeting, and everyone is expected
