Chapter 12.
Jasper’s POV.
I looked from my mother to Keira, waiting for an explanation which seemed to be taking an eternity to materialize.
“Mom? Are you going to answer me eventually?” I prompted impatiently.
“Jasper.. honey. You look tired. How about we just get some food? It’s your favorite,” my mother circumvented my question and came behind me to wheel me towards the dining room.
“Hello..,” Keira tried to say as I drew up level to her but she swallowed her words at the sight of my glare.
My mother helped me to settle into a seat at the head of the table.
“Thank you,” I said grudgingly and eyed her movements. She walked out through the adjoining door into the kitchen, Keira following awkwardly behind. I had to caution myself to keep from staring at her retreating figure.
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