Shortly after Henry left the table, Gregory arrived, accompanied by Laura. This one was dressed in a beautiful, flowing pastel blue dress, matching the color of her eyes. Her hair was down, with only one side tied underneath, in a built-in braid, disappearing beneath her loose hair in light waves.
Mark looked at her and saw that she gave a slight nod so he didn't say anything. He, who was straighter in his chair as soon as he saw her, leaned back again.
“Good night, my dears!” Gregory greeted everyone at the table, but without opening his mouth fully. He was still undergoing treatment as he was in pain and the muscles had not yet fully recovered. “Julie, August.”
"Good night, Gregory." August spoke, after getting up. They shook hands, but the tension between them was noticeable. Those p
