CILLIANAphrodite's parents' affection seemed manufactured. I'd lived long enough to know when an action is being forced and being felt and the smile on Aphrodite's face was forced, painfully so. Though, she seemed to have perfected it.The sight of it left a bad taste on my tongue. I didn't like this, not one bit and if Mamò hadn't personally asked me to attend this dinner, I would've come up with some excuses and gotten out of it, better still, I would've taken my wife out of this building that made her look that way.My wife. The thought didn't feel as foreign as it should've as I walked behind her into the dining room and that bothered me.Edmund and his niece, Moon were right behind us while Bethany held on to Aphrodite's hand, I could see veins popping up, her grip was tight, too tight for my comfort. The housekeeper pointed at the seat right next to the head chair and I nodded. I was in their home, I would follow their rules.I pulled out the chair next to me, looked to Aphrodi
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