I immediately set the fork down, my hand trembling slightly as a wave of disbelief washed over me. Why, out of all days, did Dillon choose today to invite himself over?
"Dillon, what... what are you doing here?" My voice quivered nervously as I struggled to comprehend the sudden intrusion.
The twins, ever composed, remained seated, seemingly unperturbed by the unexpected visit. Dillon, however, wore a distinct glare aimed in their direction. Mom, standing nearby, appeared outwardly unfazed by the situation, though I could have sworn I detected a fleeting hint of surprise in her expression, swiftly masked.
"I knew you'd be here today, so I decided to drop by and spend some quality time with you," Dillon remarked, his gaze still fixed on the twins.
But why now, of all times?
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