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As soon as Dominic had finished speaking there was a clanging from across the table, breaking the s****l tension instantly that had been building between Taylor and him. Casey had dropped the glass in her hand, yet her eyes were firmly focused on her brother. Looking at Dominic awkwardly, she smiled. “Sorry, silly me, it slipped from my hand.” She said, leaning from her wheelchair to begin picking up the broken fragments of glass from the floor. She seemed a little flustered Taylor noticed, and she also noticed the dark look she gave her as she moved. Dominic shook his head, dismissing it, before waving over a waiter. “Hi, please can you bring over another glass.” He said with a smile. “Owwww!” there was a squeal as he was speaking, and all eyes were sud