Zander and April made an effort to sit down next to each other and resume breakfast as if they had not just shared a very intimate moment in front of Henry. He watched silently as April dished up and Zander continued going in on his own food. He lulled them into a false sense of comfortableness before he addressed the elephant in the room.
“Are we really not going to talk about what just happened?” he asked them. April sighed and dropped her fork. She had clearly seen this coming. Zander merely narrowed his eyes at him in warning, which he chose to ignore. “Seems like I went to bed too early last night.”
“What do you want to hear, Henry?” April asked him pointedly.
“I don’t know!” he exclaimed. “An explanation, maybe? I have been pushing you two towards each other. I’m kind of invested
