Alice's POV
"So, Adrian, Zain, how did your training go?" Alessandro asked, his eyes not leaving his plate.
Calm. Detached. Like he was asking about the weather.
Julie looked up from her plate and immediately glanced at me.
I wasn’t feeling comfortable at the dining table at all.
It had been a very long time since I ate with people of different calibers. Since those ball parties when I was five. My parents used to take me to every gathering back then.
Now I was here, in a borrowed dress, sitting next to Alessandro while his whole family watched.
"Big bro, please, can you not ask?"
Zain said as he reached for the juice jar. He winced and grabbed his side instead.
"Really? I'm only trying to know how it went, so tell me," Alessandro replied, still cutting his steak.
Adrian
