Natalie's POV
I had taken two plates of food, and a glass of wine. As I ate, Grandfather came to join me when he saw how I ate the food hurriedly. As I gulp a glass of water after finishing my food, I heard Miles ask,
"Is it that good?" He directed the question to grandfather who kept asking for more.
I grinned sheepishly, I told them I was good at cooking, it was one of my specialties. Even when Jasper and his father refused to admit that my cooking was great, I still knew I was good.
Grandfather nodded his head before raising his fork at Miles, he urged,
"You need to try this. I tell you, you'll ask for more!"
Miles' eyes remained on his grandfather as he watched the old man eat. I could sense how he was tempted to want to eat as well but he was holding himself back.
"Maybe
