Sage's POV
Sitting between the both of them is so much uncomfortable and I don't know what he gets from making me feel like that. Lucas seems to be enjoying making me uncomfortable as his face reminded me that I'd be alone with him if his uncle left the mansion.
"You know what? I'm just going to leave. I don't think I have an appetite anymore." I said and got up.
He doesn't seem to like the idea but who cares? He's nothing but an annoying jerk. I hate him.
"No. You're not leaving, you're going to sit down and have breakfast." He ordered.
I scoffed, "You think food is something you can force me to eat? If you think that threatening me will make me eat, you might as well just watch me die with your f*****g baby."
Lucas stood up, "I think I'm the one who is not welcome here."
"No.
