To call dinner awkward would’ve been putting it lightly. The tension around the table was thick enough to slice with a knife. Every time I glanced up from my untouched plate of pasta, I found Kai’s eyes locked on me, steady, unreadable, and far too intense. It made my skin crawl, not because it was unpleasant, but because it stirred something deeper, something dangerous. I couldn’t remember every word I spat at him at the bar last night, but judging by the glint in his eye, he did, and he was enjoying the memory.Florence, his mother, was surprisingly warm and chatty. Her kindness was almost suffocating. I was used to being overlooked, forgotten at tables like this, but she wouldn't allow it. She pulled me into every conversation she could, constantly directing questions my way, making me the center of attention. I could feel the storm brewing in my father’s jaw every time she spoke my name. That familiar tick of his cheek, the way he gritted his teeth, it told me everything. He hated
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