Sireen’s POV
There’s more food than I could possibly eat if my stomach were not already stuffed full with nerves, and my intestines weren’t tied around themselves, small and big. Luna Elowen made marinated olives and cheese, a big bowl of greens, the most yummy focaccia I’ve laid eyes on, alongside spreading, and for the main dish, lemon cream pasta and the option of the lasagna Mom brought.
Refreshments fill the table, and they say we'll be having a fruit platter and panna cotta with berry compote as desserts, which Alpha Ocean says he made himself. His special recipe, according to Elowen.
As delightful as the table looks, I can’t eat with Trevor sitting this close to me. Oh goodness, we haven’t spent this much time being this close to one another, ever, and his cool yet masculine col
