Benny’s PV
I watch as Eralia slips in next to Liberty on the other side of the booth, her gaze following her brothers as they fidget restlessly. Tanner is messing with the cutlery, taking out the knife and fork to look at them. Austin has picked up the large jar of syrup and is eyeing it curiously, the little boy tilting it slightly to watch the thick liquid move inside back and forth.
I glance at Eralia again, who has her hands clenched tightly on the table, I can feel her discomfort but I’m not really sure why she’s so anxious. They are not misbehaving at all, both boys are sitting nicely, Tanner is on his knees so he can see over the table.
‘Your menu’ I murmur, tapping the laminated sheet in front of her, bringing her attention back to me, as she blinks in confusion. ‘Your menu’ I r
