Larissa's POV
I could feel the awkwardness when Brayden and I walked back into the dinner. It wrapped around me like a heavy, uncomfortable blanket. The hum of conversation and the glittering chandeliers felt suffocating now, and I struggled to keep my face neutral. My dress was suddenly too tight and the air was suddenly too hot. I wanted to bolt. And I would have, too, if not for Brayden’s steady grip at my side.
Brayden’s hand rested lightly on the small of my back, a silent reassurance as he led me to our table. The long elegant table was already filled with various members of the Patterson family, their polished appearance and saccharine smiles a perfect match for the opulent setting.
My eyes immediately landed on Londyn and Benjamin. They were seated together, bodies angled away
