Maliya's POV:
As soon as Leo walked out of the dining room, I turned to Harvey but he was eerily quiet.
My heave came out shaky. I had no idea what to say. I had no idea what exactly to tell him so I kept silent and went back to eating.
I realized I'd lost all appetite and looked over to Harvey. It was the same with him. He was also pushing his food around his plate. Sighing, I pushed my plate back and faced him fully.
"Harvey—"
"I don't want to talk if that's what you are about to do, Maliya." He replied, his voice stone cold.
Blinking, I nodded. "Of course. I understand that you're mad at me. But I promise there's nothing—"
"I said, I don't want to talk!" Harvey banged his fist on the table again and this time, I heard a split. My eyes fleeted over to the middle of the table an
