A week later, Mirabelle found herself seated at the opulent dinner table in the Fowler mansion with Dwayne and their parents. The twelve-seater brass and Oakwood table with two large chandeliers hanging over it had been set up for a five-course meal Mirabelle wasn’t sure she would be able to swallow or keep down once she had.
Reaching for her glass of water, ignoring the wine and having absolutely no plans to touch that glass, Mirabelle tried to center herself.
The table was only half occupied. Leland Fowler sat at the head of the table with his wife on his right and son on the other hand. Mirabelle had found herself seated next to Dwayne, while Clarissa and Jonah, Clarissa’s husband, were seated next to Mrs. Fowler.
Mirabelle was at least grateful she hadn’t been seated next to her m
