Kestrel's POV
Zeph is leaning by the door casually, like he has no care in the world. His golden brown eyes are even visible in his brown jacket hiding the white shirt he wears. He stares at Miguel and me, our hands entwined so hard that I swear... I feel Miguel shake a bit.
The men beside him are students but after seeing the tension brewing among all of us, they flee for their loved ones as if their souls might get burnt.. I try to rip myself from Miguel's grip but he holds on. My father growls, telling Zeph to move out of the way.
"I feel bad we're having a family meeting and you didn't even invite me, your future son-in-law, to the discussion," Zeph says sarcastically and my father growls in response.
"You will never ever be my son-in-law," Dad tells him. "Get out of my way."
Zeph
