Ashlee and Kyle walked around the dining table hand in hand, clearly showing off their connection. To Kyle’s surprise, his father was there to dine with them. He stared blankly at them, his gaze lingering for a moment before returning to his empty plate.
Ashlee stole a glance at Kyle. His smile faded, replaced by a cold, stern look. He wasn’t enthusiastic about dining with everyone; as much as Ashlee was.
He tried to walk away, attempting to guide Ashlee to her seat, but before he could leave, she gently grabbed his pinky with her small hand. Her eyes held a pleading, crystalline look.
Kyle understood; she didn’t want him to leave. The room fell silent, with everyone bracing themselves for him to walk away. But something was about to change. He was changing—only for her.
Kyle sat besi
