Remy's pov
The next morning, before we could all think to do anything to perhaps to make up with each other for the absolute disaster yesterday. A note was waiting for us in the dining room. It contained instructions on what they were meant to eat. Things were a bit tense between Weston and Penelope, I wanted to toss the letter away and just ask them to talk to each other but I couldn't do that.
So we sat to dad it. There was more in there than instructions. Zachariah seemed to be upset with the treatment he received the night before.
As though he didn't attack us first. And we still tried to leave in peace and no cause anymore problems but he sent another letter before we were even done with breathing.
At this point, I was upset.. Not the the regula, I'm pissed kind of anger you
