Chapter Ten

Dalia Grey

Breakfast seemed to be an unending sordid affair, she felt their constant gaze on her, their eyes always on her even when they answered her Mom's absurd questions and she could not be more grateful for the end of the entire awkward episode,

"Thank you for the wonderful meal" Darren said in his lush baritone "Do let us return the gesture, we'd like you to have lunch with us"

They stared at her specifically, as if the invitation was solely extended to her alone, her mother had noticed this and a slow grin spread across her face until she looked like a Chesire cat

"We'd be busy this afternoon" She said "But Dalia won't I'm sure she won't mind coming over"

Some strangeness seemed to have gotten ahold of her mother and despite her glares and grunts of refusal she was still being roped along with this ridiculous scheme

"Honey" Micheal begun "That's a lovely idea!"

Whatever had come over him before the 'guests' had arrived seemed to have washed off from him and the bastard was bac