DANTE's POV
It was a weird thing to feel contented based off the happiness of someone else but I was. The joy and smile I could see on Francesca’s face made me happier than ever and the only thing I did was watch her, animated as she recounted her childhood with the people around the table.
There was not one mention of her father or brother and I could only think that was because I was sitting with them and they did not want some form of awkwardness around us.
I did not try to be drawn into their conversation… there was no need for that and I had ample time to survey the table for enemies, not like they weren’t on every side.
Manuel on the other hand looked like he could s**t the chair at any moment and I was sure this was as a result of Francesca’s presence. My earlier reassurance tha
