DARK SEVENTY ONE: RECALLING THE HISTORY IV "Hungry? It might take a few minutes to serve, why don't you get some milk?" He said while looking at the pan, making me nod. It's getting weird now. He always has his phone with him, so there's no reason not to pick up a call. He didn't even say a word about going out, or somewhere. Did something happen to them—No, there's no way. I just need to calm right now, it's not helping. Maybe, he's just busy. Yeah, they are just busy with something. Don't think like that, they're all fine. I sighed while opening the fridge as I grabbed the carton of milk before walking back to the dining room. My head tilts in confusion when I see Luca serving the table as he looks at me with a grin."You okay, Blake? What's with that long face? Come here, Baby." He grumbles while pulling the seat and I feel heat crept up on my face. I'm still not used to him,