Chapter 17

We sat at the dinner table, the atmosphere laden with awkwardness. My gaze shifted from my dad to Zane, then to my mom, and finally encompassing them all. Confusion enveloped me like never before.

"Will someone finally explain what's going on?" I couldn't bear the silence any longer. I needed someone to break it before I lost my sanity.

"Nothing, sweetheart. Nothing. Let's just have dinner. Zane, do we have enough for two more people?" My dad forced a smile while looking at Zane. Even someone with poor vision could see through my father's forced smile. It was painfully obvious.

"Yes, of course, Mr. Vasilios. I'll get the plates, and we can start dinner," Zane replied, his voice trembling with fear. Now my curiosity only intensified. Something was happening between those two, but I couldn't quite decipher what. And I probably never would, as I was flying back to California tomorrow.

As soon as Zane was out of earshot, I glared at my dad. "What was that all ab