SLOANE
Breakfast was the absolute worst thing I'd experienced since coming to this mansion. The dining room felt like a warzone, with everyone sitting around the long wooden table in complete silence except for the sound of forks scraping against plates. The tension was so thick I could barely breathe through it.
Everyone was moody and miserable, aside from my baby Cade, who was happily munching on his bacon and eggs like nothing was wrong in the world. He looked adorable in his little blue pajamas with cartoon wolves on them, his dark hair still messy from sleep.
"Here, Daddy," Cade said brightly, picking up a piece of sausage from his plate and passing it over to Ronan. "You need to eat more. You're too skinny."
Ronan was sitting right beside Kade at the head of the table, wearing hi
