Surprise
Breakfast. I had yet another fight with Ryan as soon as we woke up. He wanted me to join his parents for breakfast, and I refused. He won, of course. He always does. So now I'm sitting across him with Delphine on my left. I was expecting the whole pack to be here, but it seems that they don't eat with the other pack mates, not the way Kyle did. I don't even know where their pack mates eat, but those are questions for later. None of his parents made an effort to talk to me. They don't want me here, it's clear that I'm not welcome. Ryan is the only delusional one here. I barely touch my food. I have very little appetite, especially when his mother occasionally glances at me as if I were some kind of bug. The breakfast table is hearty. Omelet, bacon, rolls of fresh bread, fruit salads,
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