{Ronan's POV}
Breakfast was usually a solo affair in the villa. I’d grab mine early or eat with Lisa before leaving.
That meant only Heri and Lisa got to eat when I was out. Which is why this morning caught my attention.
All three of us were at the table at the same time, steam curling off plates, the smell of coffee mixing with toasted bread. It almost felt like a normal family scene, if you ignored the fact that two-thirds of us didn’t trust the other third.
“This is new,” I said, pouring coffee into my mug. “All of us, at the same time. Should I make a toast? Something like ‘to rare occasions’?”
Lisa gave me a look over her cup. “Try chewing before you start talking.”
Heri was more subtle, lifting one eyebrow before stabbing a piece of fruit with her fork.
“You two wound me, I’m
