CHAPTER 42

Leigh couldn't go against Denise's words since she had already turned around and entered the kitchen. He watched as she bowed slightly, a gesture that didn't escape Wayne's notice.

"I know you feel embarrassed, hon. But there's no need to be. Denise is right, and we insist. No one else will eat that if you leave," Wayne calmly said, his voice carrying a reassuring tone. "And besides, Auntie Leah might not have eaten yet, so it's better to bring some for her."

"You can't blame me for feeling this, Wayne!" Leigh retorted, her voice laced with frustration and hurt.

Wayne looked into Leigh's eyes, understanding the turmoil she was going through. He reached out and gently placed his hands on her shoulders, trying to reassure her. "I know, and I'm not taking away your right to feel that way. I just want you to feel at home, be comfortable. I don't want you to feel uncomfortable with the people I love, like Denise. You see, don't you? She likes you," he explained, his voice filled with since