Winter's POV
Father wasn't a mediocre or clueless person and I knew he would catch up real quick with our charade it Damien continues to act caring towards Winter and I was relieved that I saved us some face when I did. I used the mind-link to communicate with Damien asking us to meet but he seemed stubborn about it so I gave him a little lecture on what he'd be missing.
After staring daggers at me, I gently dropped my fork and dabbed a napkin on my mouth.
"Are you done eating?" Father asked, curiously.
"Of course not, I need to use the bathroom, I'm pressed." I lied, smiling widely.
"Ew, couldn't you keep that piece of disgusting information to yourself, it's common table manners." Mel scolded, a look of disdain towards me plastered on her face.
"You could go ahead and eat your food
