Erik POV “Thank you, Finn.” I reach forward, picking up her plate, serving her food. I was sat at the head of the table, Nina on my other side, Amara’s setting adjacent to her. Estrid was usually sat to my left, but Nina made it very clear she should be by my side. “Are you always this dramatic Amara?” Nina smirks out, her eyes watching for my reaction to her words. “Pardon me?” Amara coldly responds to Nina. “This dramatic, do you come from a large family. Is that what it is…you needed to create drama to gain attention?” Nina clicks her tongue disapprovingly, placing the wine glass down only to refill it. “On the contrary….” Amara face shifts, coldness being replaced as she plasters on a beaming smile, her demeanour reeking of sarcasm. “…I prefer not to be seen.” “I think, sadly, that might be the most honest thing you have said to me. What do you think Erik?” Nina quirks an eyebrow, placing her glass down and reaching out to clasp my hand which is place
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