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Alyssa "Big brother, can you pass the salt?" My voice is laced with artificial sweetness, dripping with sarcasm. We're all seated around the table, a thick, toxic cloud of tension hanging in the room. Even Sebastian hauled ass after serving our plates. Gray's shock, anger, and betrayal are written all over his face as he slams the salt shaker down in front of me. "Thanks," I mutter, forcing a smile that feels more like a grimace. "Hey Zuri, let's go upstairs and play with some toys," Niko suggests, standing up after practically inhaling his food. He glances at me for permission, and I give a slight nod. "Where are you going?" Gray demands. "Anywhere but here," Niko shoots back, darting out of the room with my baby in his arms. Mason stares after him, possibly considering joining,