I still love him, though.

After Zoey and Ivan catch up with each other, they join the group. They tied Ryan up with his floatie in a chair. The situation calmed down as the party had settled into a discussion about what happened during this year.

Surely, what happened back then was everyone's turning point. Yet, as they talked about it, a similar relieved and peaceful smile was plastered on their lips. 

Except for one person. Angelo.

"Are we not having dinner?" Zoey inquired, resting her head on Matthew's shoulder. She looked up to see his flustered cheek before he gazed down.

"Are you hungry?" He asked, caressing her jaw as she pouted.

"Mhm. Cora hasn't come out yet. Zion went out to get her." 

"Let's go then. Paul hasn't been here as well." Matthew beckoned as he gazed at the people around. He opened his mouth, but no words came out.

By the looks of it, the rest in here wouldn't want to eat. Hence, he excused himself.