*Victoria’s POV*
The remainder of our meal was filled with awkward silence. I kept glancing at Xavier, worried about how he was feeling. I knew that he would never be angry with me, but I still didn’t want to push him by asking him further.
I squinted my eyes at my father and brother for having brought up such a topic at the dinner table. I sighed, realizing that it would have affected him the same regardless of where they would have asked him.
I stopped eating my food because it was making me nauseous. I was playing with my food while Xavier finished his. As soon as he placed the last piece of meat in his mouth, I grabbed his hand. “I’m tired.” I whispered, making him look at me.
“But you barely ate.” He said with brows furrowed.
“Yeah, I guess I wasn’t that hungry after all.” I
