"Aurelia!" Flora yelled, cutting me off. Her face had blanched, as if every drop of blood had fled.
"Eric hasn't had dinner yet. He needs to eat to regain his strength." She laughed awkwardly. "He hasn't been well as of lately."
"Okay." I answered, taking a forceful bite of the steak slowly as I watched Eric finish his meal.
He was the slowest. Everyone else had cleared their plates.
"Now that dinner is over, may I speak?"
"Sure, of course." Flora spoke, her shoulders tensed violently as she clutched the edge of the table. "Donald, didn't you say you had urgent meetings with father and Dane?"
"Yes I do!" Donald's response was sharp.
"Right now?" Eric grunted.
"Yes father, we need to come to a conclusion before it gets too late." Donald replied and with that, both Eric and Dane left
