"You also look like another person!" he said with a serious face. Cutting the steak on my plate, I thought that he was just starting another boring topic.
"Okay!" I responded to him indifferently and continued to cut my steak.
He didn't eat. He just swirled a glass of wine in his hand and said, "You look like my mother, especially your eyes."
I thought he was really bored. I stuffed a piece of steak into my mouth, looked at him, and said, "I guess my looks are common. Someone even said that I look like Camilla!"
It was Grandpa Thomson who had said that I looked like Camilla, but I didn't really agree. Because we were all descendants of the same ancestors, living on the same land, so I felt that it was normal that we looked alike.
He gave me an upset look as he drank all the red wine i
