~Zoe~
He was seated at the head of the table quietly munching on his food like he couldn’t care less that the temperature of the room was lower than Antarctica in winter. The people seated around the table looked like they could give anything to just not be in the same room as him.
The question was why he was there.
In all my weeks of being in the mansion, he had never, not even for once, come down to have any meal with his people. His seat at the head of the table was always left vacant. There were never any placements or plates allocated there. The other seat that was left empty was the one on his right-hand side where Alex used to sit. I felt a pang as I realized that Niklaus had not released Alex despite all my pleas. He had merely distracted me with the guise of shopping and, lik
