SOPHIA’S POV
Dinner was ready an hour later.
Everyone sat down around the long dining table. George sat at the head of the table. Damien sat across from us with Tiffany next to him. Helen and several other family members filled the remaining seats. Declan sat near the other end, still looking annoyed about the limited menu.
"This smells amazing, Sophia." George said with a smile. He inhaled deeply. "Just like I remember. You're too good to us."
"It's my pleasure." I served him first, making sure he got the best pieces. "Happy birthday, sir."
"Best birthday gift I could ask for." He smiled at me then he looked at Damien. "Some people don't appreciate what they have until it's gone."
Damien's jaw tightened but he didn't respond. Tiffany reached under the table and squeeze
