Mason’s POVThe dining hall was too large for the noise inside it. Yet somehow, it still wasn’t large enough for the argument.My family had requested my presence, saying it was urgent, although I knew it was just a means to drag me here.I stood near the table, my jacket still on, I hadn’t decided whether I was staying or leaving.Across me, my father sat at the head chair.My mother sat slightly to the side, her hands folded tightly, watching everything unfold like she was trying to hold the room together with silence.While my younger brother, Adrian, stood instead of sitting.That alone said everything.And my younger sister, Isabella, sat halfway turned in her chair watching me.My father spoke first. “You embarrassed this family again.”I exhaled slowly. “Is that what was urgent that you couldn’t tell me over the phone?”Adrian scoffed immediately.“You always do this,” he snapped. “Walk in late, act like you own the place, then disappear when real responsibility is mentioned.”
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