857 Speechless

Three young women and a large man shared a table in the private room of a restaurant. Among them, the blond young girl clenched her hands tightly on her lap, staring down at the wooden patterns before her. 

Savahn felt like she was walking on pins and needles. This had to be the oddest family dynamic she had ever been apart of. Miel hadn't even asked her about who she was or what she was doing here. After Yuri casually introduced her, that was the end of it and he hadn't said a single word to her. In fact, he barely nodded—something she almost missed because she found it difficult to look him in the eye. 

The father was expressionless. The daughter was expressionless. The adoptive daughter was expressionless. 

This sort of family almost made her thankful that her own didn't have to step into the oddity of this world. Even if she had to be alone because of it, at least she and them would never reach a point where this was how they interacted…