SKYLAR MORGANThe breakfast was quiet, just like I wanted. Having to eat together with my family was always one of the worst things I had to go through once in a while, but for the sake of my grandmother and sister, I had to endure it all.“When was the last time you heard from Lanie, dear?" My mother suddenly broke the peace hanging in the air.I paused and looked up at her, my gaze piercing and cold.The least she could have done was to keep quiet.“You know how much I hate being interrupted when eating," I murmured.From the corner of my eye, I could see my father's head shoot up in anger.“Sky!" My father snapped.I turned and stared at my father, my brows raised.“You don't talk to your mother–" “Honey, it's enough," she squeezed his arms, forcing him to slam his mouth shut.Even though he knew I hardly gave a fuck about his words, he still always talked.I narrowed my eyes at them and faced the omelette in the plate.“You will stay a little longer then, so we can talk after bre
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