Antonio's P . O . V
Definitely breakfast was such a bad idea because the awkwardness lurking around the table was so thick that it could be cut through with a sword.
I sat next to Sofia and opposite Mother so I couldn't possibly miss the silent glares at Jane who seemed really pale and it wasn't hard to tell she felt really disturbed which is totally all my fault.
Suddenly, mother slammed her hands on the table and walked away towards the one place I knew she would be headed, her balcony.
Women! Just what is it with all this unnecessary drama?
I stood up and followed after her but only when I had already left did I see leaving Jane behind with Sofia as a bad idea but I just brushed it off and carried on to meet with Mother.
"I don't like this One Bit!" Mother sternly announced to me
