Chloe poked at her scrambled eggs with her fork, stifling a laugh as Bentley flipped through the news on his phone across the table. Nova sat beside her, munching on a piece of toast and nudging Chloe's knee with her own beneath the table, raising an eyebrow in silent question.
"What's so funny?" Nova asked, her voice light and teasing, before taking another bite of her toast.
Chloe shook her head, grinning mischievously. "I was just remembering that time… you know, when you were like, fifteen? We were at the dining table and you were completely messed up."
Nova’s eyes widened in mock horror. "Oh no. You’re not talking about—"
"Yes, I am," Chloe cut her off, laughing. "That dinner with your dad. You got so nervous you dropped your entire bowl of soup, like, right in front of him. I swe
