(Henry’s POV) ————— I feel like this is the most unappetizing breakfast I have ever had my entire life. Not because the food was bad. But because Alex was sitting beside me. Don’t get me wrong, if this was before, I would have been overjoyed to have him eating with us. It’s just that… I didn’t know who he was anymore. Mom sat across from me, and Grey sat beside her. On the table were the plates of eggs, toast, bacon, and freshly brewed coffee. Everything looked normal, on the surface but if you looked closely at us right now, it was everything but normal. My fingers unconsciously curled around my fork. I was sweating a little, because even with the hot day, Alex made me wear it, so that my mom and Grey wouldn’t see the bruise on my wrist. “Keep it on.” That was what Alex had told me before we came downstairs. So I did. I didn’t have the courage to argue. Especially after what happened. Across from me, Grey was glaring at Alex. The tension was so thick that
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