Reputation S Bloom
Chapter 36
Theo and Daphne Daphne stepped out of her building, her arms wrapped tightly around herself against the crisp morning air. Her breath fogged in the cold, matching the pale gray of the sky overhead. Her suitcase rattled along the pavement as her heels clicked in steady rhythm. A bright smile spread across her face when her eyes caught sight of Theo leaning casually against his sleek black car parked at the curb.Theo straightened as soon as he saw her, his gaze locking onto hers. His knit sweater and peacoat was a sharp contrasted with the unruly mess of his dark hair. The wind howled, pushing Daphne forward and into his arms. "Good morning," she said, stepping closer as he held out his arm. "Good morning, beautiful," Theo grinned. He closed the distance between them and cupped her face in his hands. Daphne smiled as she leaned in to the kiss, her toes tingling with the warmth Theo offered. Her suitcase tipped to the side, forgotten as she clung to Theo's jacket, matching his passion and devouring the sweetness of the kiss. When they finally broke apart, Theo's lips quirked into a knowing grin. "Come on," he said, his voice low and commanding as he opened the passenger door for her.Still breathless, Daphne let him guide her into the car, settling her suitcase into the trunk before shutting her door. She glanced at him, her brows knitting slightly as he slid into the driver's seat and started the engine. He seemed offly quiet. The drive began in comfortable silence, the hum of the car and the faint rhythm of Theo tapping his fingers against the steering wheel filling the space. It wasn't until Daphne noticed the highway exit sign for the airport whizzing past them that her brows furrowed in alarm."Theo, you missed the exit," she said, sitting up straighter, her voice edged with confusion."I know," he replied nonchalantly, his eyes fixed on the road ahead."What do you mean, you know?" Her voice rose slightly as she stared at him, incredulous. "Theo, I have a flight to catch! I'm going to miss it.""You're not going to the airport," he said firmly, glancing at her out of the corner of his eye."What?" Daphne's confusion deepened, quickly giving way to frustration. "What are you talking about? Where are you taking me?""My parents' house," he said simply, as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.Daphne blinked, stunned, before leaning forward in her seat. "Theo! I have to go home. I can't just—" She let out a frustrated groan. "I need to get to the airport!""You'll thank me later," Theo said, his tone maddeningly calm, but there was a glimmer of determination in his eyes that told her he wouldn't back down.Daphne stared at him, her chest tightening with anger and confusion. "You can't just decide this for me!" she said, her voice trembling with emotion. "Turn this car around right now!" Theo's jaw tightened, but he didn't respond immediately, keeping his eyes on the road as they turned down a tree-lined street. Daphne recognized the familiar buildings leading to the Silvano townhouse, her stomach churning with dread. Taking in a deep breath, Daphne glared as Theo put the car in park and walked around to the passenger side. "Come on," he said, holding the door open for her. "No," Daphne answered. She pulled out her phone and opened the Uber app. "What are you doing?" Theo asked. "Calling a cab," Daphne said just as Theo snatched her phone away. "Let's go," he said once more, his voice laced with patience as he tucked her phone away into his pocket. "You are out of your mind if you think I am getting out of this car," Daphne folded her arms across her chest. "I'm going to count to three, sunshine," Theo placed his arm on the hood of the car and leaned in. "Be a good girl and listen to me or I will throw you over my shoulder and carry you inside." Daphne sat rigid in the passenger seat, her arms crossed over her chest, her lips pressed into a tight line. The towering Silvano townhouse loomed before them, its grand stone façade framed by perfectly manicured hedges."Don't make this difficult," Theo tried once more. "Too late," Daphne snapped, still refusing to look at him."Daphne," he said, his voice low and warning. "You have until the count of three. Don't think I'm kidding." She turned to him then, her eyes blazing. "I'm not a child. You can't just boss me around like this.""One," he began, his tone unyielding.Daphne rolled her eyes and turned her head away. "This is ridiculous.""Two," he continued, unbuckling her seatbelt with one swift motion.Daphne's heart raced, but she stayed firmly in her seat, glaring out the window. "You wouldn't dare.""Three," Theo said with finality.Before she could react, he leaned down, and scooped her up effortlessly, throwing her over his shoulder."Theodore!" Daphne shrieked, pounding her fists against his back. "Put me down! Right now!""Not happening," he said evenly, carrying her toward the house as though she weighed nothing."This is kidnapping!" Daphne protested, her voice echoing in the quiet morning air. Theo didn't respond, his stride steady and unbothered as he reached the front door, pushing it open with one hand. Inside, the warm glow of the living room cast a cozy light, and the faint hum of conversation filtered through the air."Put me down!" Daphne yelled, twisting in his grip.He complied this time, gently setting her feet on the ground just as they stepped into the living room. Daphne whirled on him, ready to unleash the full force of her anger, her chest heaving as she opened her mouth to yell.And then she froze.Her parents were sitting comfortably on the couch with Luca and Daisy, mugs of coffee in hand, their faces lighting up with surprised delight as they saw her."Daphne, sweetheart!" Molly exclaimed, setting her mug down and standing to greet her. Bill grinned, his familiar laugh rumbling through the room. Daphne's jaw dropped as her fury evaporated into stunned disbelief. She turned back to Theo, who stood behind her with a small, smug smile, his hands in his pockets."You've got to be kidding me," she whispered, her cheeks flaming and her heart pounding as she realized Theo's plan.Molly stepped forward, wrapping Daphne in a warm embrace, her familiar scent of cinnamon instantly calming her. "What are you both doing here?" Daphne asked, her voice laced with shock, though her lips had already started to curve into a smile."Well," Molly began, glancing over at Theo with a knowing grin, "this was Theo's idea. He thought it'd be nice if we all spent Thanksgiving together."Bill nodded, his eyes twinkling. "He called us up, said he had a surprise for you. How could we say no?"Daphne turned slowly to Theo, her eyes wide and shimmering with emotion. "You did this?" she whispered, her voice soft with disbelief.Theo's lips curved into a gentle smile, his gaze never leaving hers. "I wanted to spend the weekend with you," he said, stepping closer to her. "But I didn't want you to miss out on time with your parents."For a moment, Daphne just stared at him, her heart swelling and beating loudly out of her chest. Then, without warning, she flung her arms around his neck, holding him tightly."I can't believe you did this," she murmured against his shoulder.Theo chuckled, wrapping his arms around her waist and pulling her even closer. "Anything for you, sunshine."As Daphne pulled back, her face was radiant, her smile brighter than he'd ever seen it. Her hands framed his face as she kissed him, a gesture full of gratitude and adoration. Theo responded with equal tenderness, pressing his forehead to hers afterward and whispering, "Happy Thanksgiving."Molly and Bill watched the exchange with adoring eyes, their happiness evident. Across the room, Daisy and Luca stood near the doorway, observing quietly. Daisy's lips curved into a soft smile, her expression warm as she leaned toward her husband."I've never seen him like this," Daisy whispered. Luca nodded. "He's falling hard for her," he said simply, pride evident in his tone. "And he doesn't even know it yet." Daisy melted back against Luca's arms as they continued to watch the young couple. Theo peppered Daphne's cheeks with playful kisses, making her giggle as she swatted at him halfheartedly. Her laughter filled the room, infectious and full of joy, as everyone settled into the moment.After a few minutes, as Molly and Bill returned to their lively conversation with Daisy and Luca, Theo leaned down and murmured in Daphne's ear, "Come with me."She nodded, letting him take her hand. They slipped out of the room, Theo leading her through the halls of his childhood home and up a grand staircase. The air between them buzzed with anticipation as he opened the door to a spacious bedroom with dark wood furniture and posters still tacked to the walls."This was your room?" Daphne asked, stepping inside and taking in the faint scent of cedar and the remnants of a younger Theo's personality etched into the space."It was," Theo said, sitting down on the edge of the bed and pulling her gently toward him. She stepped between his legs, her hands instinctively reaching to push his hair back, her fingers brushing through the dark strands as her other hand cupped the edge of his face."When did you do all this?" she asked softly, her voice filled with wonder.Theo smiled, his hands resting lightly on her hips. "I was on my way to pick them up when you called me last night."Her fingers stilled in his hair as realization dawned. "Is that why you didn't come over?"He nodded, his gaze unwavering. "Know that if I ever turn down an offer to spend time with you, it's for something that will make you happier."Daphne's heart fluttered, her breath catching as her lips curved into a tender smile. "Nothing makes me happier than you," she admitted, her voice a soft whisper. "Thank you. This is amazing."Theo's grin widened as his thumbs brushed over her sides. "I don't know how to miss you," he said, his tone low and full of affection."I can't believe my parents are here," Daphne laughed softly. "It was very important to me that our families meet," Theo smiled, making Daphne's emotions fly all over the place. "Why...." she asked breathlessly. "Because family is very important to me and I love that it's just as important to you," Theo explained. "It only seemed right that we brought our two halves together for the holiday season." Daphne's smile spread. She didn't speak as they stayed still, forgetting the rest of the world as her heart doubled in size. Daphne had always been attracted to Theo. But now, standing in the place where he grew up, surrounded by the care he had orchestrated for her, she realized her feelings had grown into something undeniable. Something bigger then her little heart could contain. Daphne took in a shaky breath, her eyes lowering as her mind began to push her to acknowledge the truth she suddenly discovered hidden in her heart. "What's the matter?" Theo asked softly, his voice a low rumble that sent a shiver down her spine.Daphne's pulse thrummed in her ears, her knees weak as she stood between Theo's legs. His steady hands rested lightly on her hips, but the weight of his gaze was anything but gentle."Nothing," she replied, her voice barely above a whisper. She shook her head, trying to brush off the heat creeping up her neck. But her body betrayed her, her knees buckling slightly as nerves tangled with something deeper. She cleared her throat, tucking her hair behind her ear in a futile attempt to steady herself.Theo tilted his head, his sharp eyes tracking her every movement. His tongue darted out, wetting his lower lip, and the action made her stomach flip. He wasn't doing it intentionally—or maybe he was—but the effect was devastating. Daphne's chest tightened, her breath shallow as the space between them seemed to shrink even though neither of them moved.She tried to focus on the floor, the walls, anything other than the way Theo was looking at her—like he could see right through her bravado. Like he knew exactly how she felt. And maybe he did, because Theo's grip on her hips tightened ever so slightly, anchoring her even as the rest of her felt like it might float away."I don't believe you," Theo said, his voice teasing but weighted with something darker, something that made her heart pound against her ribcage.Daphne swallowed hard, her fingers trembling as they hovered near his shoulder, not quite touching but aching to. She felt his body tense, his muscles taut beneath the fabric of his shirt, and the unspoken desire between them became a tangible thing, filling the room like a rising tide.They were so close now. Too close. Not close enough. Daphne's eyes flicked to Theo's mouth, and he noticed—of course he noticed. His lips parted slightly, his breath mingling with hers in the intimate silence."We can't," she whispered, more to herself than to him."I know," Theo replied, his voice husky. His hands slid just a fraction higher on her waist, his thumbs brushing against her sides in a way that sent sparks skittering across her skin. "The whole house is full of people."Daphne let out a shaky laugh, her forehead dropping lightly to his as she closed her eyes. "Mhm," she murmured. "They're everywhere."Theo chuckled softly, his breath warm against her cheek. "And yet you're still here," he said, his hands not letting go. "Still standing between my legs like you don't want to go anywhere.""I don't," she admitted, her voice breaking just enough to betray how much she meant it.His hands stilled, his body going perfectly still for a heartbeat. Then, gently, he pressed a kiss to her temple, the touch so soft it was almost unbearable. "I guess the wait continues," he murmured, his voice filled with promise.Daphne opened her eyes, meeting his. The storm of emotion in his gaze mirrored her own, and she knew she wasn't alone in the ache that settled between them, unfulfilled and electric."Waiting might kill me," she said, her lips quirking in a weak attempt at humor.Theo grinned, his fingers brushing her sides again. "Not if I go first," he whispered, the words both teasing and devastatingly honest.____________________________ Mason Mason stood at the edge of the dining room, taking in the elaborate Thanksgiving table Daisy had painstakingly arranged. The golden glow of the candles illuminated the warm tones of the autumnal centerpiece, but his attention was fixed on the small name cards beside each plate. His jaw tightened as he spotted the names "Mason" and "Wendy" neatly scrawled in Lily's delicate handwriting, side by side."Seriously?" he muttered under his breath, pinching the bridge of his nose. With a heavy sigh, he rolled his eyes and glanced across the room.Lily was perched on the couch with Wendy and Daphne, a mischievous sparkle in her eyes. The moment their gazes met, her lips curved into a knowing grin. She raised her hand in an exaggerated wink, as if daring him to say something. Wendy, oblivious to the silent exchange, was laughing at something Daphne had just said.Mason narrowed his eyes at Lily, watching her from across the room. She looked entirely too pleased with herself, her slim fingers curled around the stem of her cider glass. She leaned back, crossing her legs in that confident, relaxed way she had, radiating the kind of self-assured smugness that only a sister with a perfect plan could muster. Mason's brow furrowed, his expression caught somewhere between exasperation and begrudging amusement. He knew that look—knew exactly what it meant.From the careful seating arrangements to her coy glance in his direction, Lily had been meddling again. She was orchestrating something, and he had a sneaking suspicion it involved him and Wendy. When her eyes flicked to meet his, Lily's smirk deepened. She lifted her glass in a deliberate, playful motion, the flickering candlelight glinting off the rim as she tilted it in a mock toast."You little shit," Mason mouthed, his lips moving silently but clearly enough to make his meaning obvious. Lily didn't even pretend to be remorseful; instead, a giggle escaped her as she turned back to Wendy and Daphne, who seemed oblivious to the silent sibling showdown."What's so funny?" came Levi's gruff voice as he appeared beside Mason. He moved with the kind of reluctant grace that Mason had come to associate with his twin—like Levi would rather be anywhere else but had no choice but to show up."Oh, hello, sunshine," Mason said, turning to face him with an exaggerated smile. "Nice of you to come out of the bat cave."Levi didn't bother replying. He simply reached for the bottle of wine on the table, pouring himself a glass with slow, deliberate movements. "It's Thanksgiving, not a funeral," Mason said, raising an eyebrow as he leaned back against the table. "Try looking happy. You're haunting this house with your depression.""I'm not depressed," Levi snapped, his voice clipped."Hm, yeah, okay," Mason snorted, taking a sip of his drink. He shot Levi a sidelong glance, his tone dripping with mock disbelief. "Evie marrying the Prince of England hasn't got you down?""Not at all."Mason gave a sigh, setting his glass down and leaning closer. "You do remember that I can tell when you lie, right?" he said, his tone suddenly flat, all teasing replaced by sharp-eyed perception.Levi's jaw clenched, his dark eyes flickering toward the crowd in the living room. His gaze swept over the faces one by one, lingering on Evie as she stood by their mother, glowing with that effortless charm she always carried. Her laugh rang out, and Levi's scowl deepened. Mason watched the shift in his brother's posture—the tense line of his shoulders, the way his fingers gripped his glass just a little too tightly.Finally, Levi gave up the charade, his voice low and tight. "I hate him," he admitted, his words cutting through the festive hum like a blade. "I can't stand the sight of him."Mason burst out laughing, lifting his glass in a mock toast. "Tell me more."Levi's gaze stayed fixed on Evie, his expression unreadable but dark with unspoken emotion. "He's the absolute wrong choice for her," he muttered, his voice barely above a growl"Good thing he's not here tonight then," Mason said. "He doesn't know her," His grip tightened around the stem of his wine glass, his knuckles whitening. "He doesn't get her quirks, her sense of humor, the way she talks to animals like they're people. He just... stands there, smiling like a damn mannequin."Mason chuckled, swirling the amber liquid in his glass. "A mannequin with a seat at parliament. Can't forget that part."Levi shot him a sharp look. "This isn't funny, Mason."Mason, unfazed, leaned against the edge of the table, his posture loose and relaxed. He took a long sip of his drink before replying."Oh, it's hilarious, actually. Watching you brood over her from the shadows while Prince Charming plays nice with the family? Classic Levi."Levi's scowl deepened, and he turned his gaze back to the living room. "He doesn't challenge her," he said, his voice tight. "He's just... safe. Predictable. He'll never push her to be better, never make her question herself or her choices."Mason tilted his head, his grin softening into something more genuine. "And you think you would?"Levi hesitated, the words catching in his throat. He didn't answer, just drained the rest of his wine and set the glass down with a little more force than necessary. His jaw worked as if he were wrestling with thoughts he didn't dare speak aloud."Thought so," Mason said, his grin creeping back. He nudged Levi in the ribs, the motion playful but pointed. "Listen, you've got two options: keep brooding and let her walk down the aisle with Harry, or stop being a coward and do something about it."Levi scoffed, shaking his head. "Better a fool in love than a shadow on the sidelines," Mason said, lifting his glass in a mock toast. "Make a choice, Romeo."___________________________ Theo and Daphne "My God, do you ever let go of her?"The sharp voice cut through the cozy bubble Daphne had been wrapped in, making her glance up. A tall blonde with mossy green eyes and striking features stood before them, arms crossed and a smirk tugging at her lips. She looked like trouble wrapped in sophistication, her presence radiating the kind of confidence that could only belong to a sharp-tongued teenager who knew exactly how to get under your skin."Get off of her," the girl commanded, her gaze flicking pointedly at Theo, who only chuckled in response, tightening his arm around Daphne."Missed you too, Rose," Theo said dryly, clearly unfazed.Rose rolled her eyes in an exaggerated fashion, brushing a loose strand of hair out of her face as she plopped down on the sofa beside them, the movement entirely unceremonious. Her emerald-green dress swished as she sat, but she didn't seem to care, adjusting it with a quick tug before turning her attention fully to Daphne."I'm Rose," she said, sticking out her hand with a confident grin. "We didn't get to meet properly the last time.""Nice to meet you," Daphne said, shaking her hand.Rose's smile widened slightly. "You're prettier up close," she said bluntly, then added with a flick of her wrist, "but I don't get the appeal. Theo's acting like he found the last bottle of champagne on New Year's Eve.""Rose," Theo said in a warning tone, though he sounded more amused than annoyed."What?" she shot back, shrugging innocently. "I'm just saying, she's beautiful and all, but you're clinging to her like she's about to evaporate."Daphne laughed as Theo leaned into the banter with ease."She's worth it," he said simply, his tone sincere enough to make Daphne's heart skip.Rose pulled a face, her sharp green eyes darting between them. "Gross," she declared with a mock gag, leaning back dramatically against the sofa cushions. "I came over to save you, but clearly, you're too far gone." Daphne couldn't help but laugh. Theo just smirked, pulling Daphne a little closer.Before Rose could add another sarcastic quip, Lily appeared, carrying a plate of cookies in one hand and a glass of sparkling cider in the other. She moved with an easy grace, her face lighting up when she spotted Rose lounging on the couch."There you are," Lily said warmly, setting the plate on the coffee table before plopping down next to Rose. "You disappeared before I could grab you earlier.""I was rescuing Theo's girlfriend from his death grip," Rose replied, her lips twitching with a smile.Lily laughed and reached over to gently straighten the strap of Rose's dress, her movements instinctive and tender."You're so dramatic," she said, shaking her head. "Zia said you were out at the parade all morning. Did you eat anything yet?"Rose rolled her eyes but leaned into Lily's shoulder. "Yes, Mom," she said with mock exasperation. "I ate.""Uh-huh," Lily replied, clearly not convinced. "And how long ago was this?""Stop fussing," Rose said, swatting at Lily's hands as she tried to fix her hair. "I don't need you hovering over me.""Too bad," Lily shot back playfully, holding down her arms and squeezing her. "I missed you so much, pookie." Rose huffed but didn't move away, her sharp tongue momentarily silenced as she grabbed a cookie from the plate Lily had brought over. The bond between them was unmistakable—Rose's sass met Lily's nurturing tendencies in a way that only sisters could balance.Daphne observed the interaction with a small smile, feeling a sudden pang of longing for the kind of easy, affectionate relationship the two shared. Rose, for all her sharp wit, seemed to bask in Lily's care, and Lily, for all her teasing, clearly relished the chance to look after her cousin."She likes to mother her," Theo said quietly, leaning in to murmur in Daphne's ear. "Rose is a handful, but Lily has endless patience for her.""Must be nice," Daphne replied softly, watching as Lily fussed with Rose's hair once more. "It is," Theo said with a small smile, his gaze lingering on his sister and cousin. "They're good for each other.""Did you meet Wendy yet?" Lily looked toward Rose and wiggled her brows. "I just got here," Rose said. "Come, come," Lily jumped to her feet and pulled Rose up along with her. "I have to tell you something. You're going to freak!" The girls hurried off without another glance at Theo and Daphne. Their laughter could be heard from down the hall as Theo pulled Dpahne back to his side on the sofa and draped his arm around her. "Better," he murmured, pressing a soft kiss to the side of her head, his lips lingering for just a moment longer than necessary.Daphne tilted her head slightly, raising an eyebrow. "Packing on the PDA a little too thick, aren't we?" she teased, her voice a playful mix of amusement and curiosity.Theo chuckled, the sound low and warm. He leaned back against the cushions, drawing her closer. "I thought you liked it," he said, his voice warm with the hint of flirtation.Daphne's lips curled into a teasing smile as she met his gaze. "Are you keeping track of how much these kisses are costing you?" she asked, her eyes sparkling with mischief.Theo's grin widened, his fingers lightly brushing against her arm as if savoring the proximity. "Not at all," he replied smoothly. "But if you're asking... I'd say I'm willing to pay whatever price it is to keep you close.""Is that so?" Daphne murmured, her voice quieter now, a playful challenge flickering in her eyes.Theo didn't need any more encouragement. He leaned in just a fraction, his lips brushing against her ear as he whispered, "Absolutely." Then, he pulled back slightly, looking at her with a glint of amusement. "Now, what's your price?"Daphne's breath hitched slightly, the tension between them electric. She gave him a mock skeptical look before replying, "Well, I'm not cheap, as you already know." Her playful tone was almost too convincing.Theo's grin deepened, his eyes glinting with amusement as he leaned in just a little closer. The warmth of his breath brushed against Daphne's skin, sending a shiver down her spine."I'm well aware," he murmured. "But I'm confident I can afford whatever it takes to make you mine."Daphne's heart skipped a beat at his words, and she couldn't suppress the flush that spread across her cheeks. The way he spoke to her, so sure of himself, yet with an undercurrent of genuine affection, made her pulse quicken.She tilted her head slightly, her lips curving into a playful smirk as she met his gaze. "Confident, huh?" she teased, raising an eyebrow. "You've got a lot of nerve, Theo."Theo leaned back just enough to look her over, his eyes tracing the curves of her face before meeting her eyes again. "I think it's called self-assurance," he said, a smile tugging at the corner of his lips. "But you don't seem to mind it."Daphne tilted her chin slightly, her expression now a mix of intrigue and challenge. "Maybe I like it," she admitted softly.Theo's hand moved instinctively to her wrist, his fingers brushing gently over her skin as he leaned in. This time, his lips brushed against her temple in a soft, lingering kiss. "God, Theo," Rose groaned from behind them as she passed by. She gaged and leaned closer to whisper to the couple, "Just make babies in front everyone here, why don't you?" Theo and Daphne froze for a moment, their playful tension shattered by Rose's blunt interruption. The warmth that had been growing between them evaporated in an instant, and Daphne couldn't help but let out a soft, embarrassed laugh at Rose's words. Her cheeks flushed, but she quickly recovered. Theo's lips twitched in amusement as he pulled away from Daphne, though he didn't move far. "Thanks for the advice," he said, raising an eyebrow, his voice dripping with sarcasm.Daphne shook her head, her eyes glinting with a mix of embarrassment and amusement. As if on cue, Levi stepped forward, his expression as stoic as ever, though the faintest hint of a smirk tugged at his lips. "You two are nauseating," he remarked dryly. He looked at Theo and Daphne with a mock disapproving gaze."Hey, sunshine," Rose greeted Levi with a playful grin. "Good to see you outside of your coffin."Levi's eyes narrowed slightly, his lips curving into a wry smile as he looked at his cousin. "Good to see you out of jail," he replied flatly, though the corner of his mouth twitched upward.Rose grinned, unfazed by Levi's jibe. "Touché," she said. "But seriously, you've got to stop hiding out. You never want to hang out. You're missing out on all the fun."Levi's gaze flickered toward her, the hint of a smile still visible at the corner of his lips. "I'm not sure if 'fun' is the right word for this circus," he muttered, his eyes flicking to all the guests. Across the room, Evie caught his gaze. A small smile appeared on her lips as if she had been searching for him in the crowd. "Alright everyone!" Daisy's voice rang out, loud and clear. "Dinner is ready." As Daisy's voice echoed through the room, a wave of excitement rippled across the gathering. The chatter and clinking of glasses faded as everyone turned toward the long, rustic dining table that had been carefully set for the occasion. A cheer went up from the crowd—laughter and the sound of plates being shifted followed as people rose from their seats and started to gather. It was the kind of joyful chaos that came only with family traditions, the warmth of being together filling the air.Daphne watched the scene unfold with a soft smile, her heart swelling. There was something about this moment—the clamor, the laughter, the unmistakable sense of togetherness—that made her feel like she had found something she had been searching for. She was surrounded by people who, despite their quirks and differences, had a way of making her feel included. A part of this family. It was almost like the pieces of a puzzle snapping together inside her, settling her nerves in a way she hadn't known she needed.Theo, sensing her quiet joy, gently placed a hand on her back, guiding her to the table. His touch was warm, grounding her in the present, and she leaned into him for a second, feeling more at ease than she ever had before.
I wanna be a part of this family :(
Theo and Daphne Daphne stepped out of her building, her arms wrapped tightly around herself against the crisp morning air. Her breath fogged in the cold, matching the pale gray of the sky overhead. Her suitcase rattled along the pavement as her heels clicked in steady rhythm. A bright smile spread across her face when her eyes caught sight of Theo leaning casually against his sleek black car parked at the curb.Theo straightened as soon as he saw her, his gaze locking onto hers. His knit sweater and peacoat was a sharp contrasted with the unruly mess of his dark hair. The wind howled, pushing Daphne forward and into his arms. "Good morning," she said, stepping closer as he held out his arm. "Good morning, beautiful," Theo grinned. He closed the distance between them and cupped her face in his hands. Daphne smiled as she leaned in to the kiss, her toes tingling with the warmth Theo offered. Her suitcase tipped to the side, forgotten as she clung to Theo's jacket, matching his passion and devouring the sweetness of the kiss. When they finally broke apart, Theo's lips quirked into a knowing grin. "Come on," he said, his voice low and commanding as he opened the passenger door for her.Still breathless, Daphne let him guide her into the car, settling her suitcase into the trunk before shutting her door. She glanced at him, her brows knitting slightly as he slid into the driver's seat and started the engine. He seemed offly quiet. The drive began in comfortable silence, the hum of the car and the faint rhythm of Theo tapping his fingers against the steering wheel filling the space. It wasn't until Daphne noticed the highway exit sign for the airport whizzing past them that her brows furrowed in alarm."Theo, you missed the exit," she said, sitting up straighter, her voice edged with confusion."I know," he replied nonchalantly, his eyes fixed on the road ahead."What do you mean, you know?" Her voice rose slightly as she stared at him, incredulous. "Theo, I have a flight to catch! I'm going to miss it.""You're not going to the airport," he said firmly, glancing at her out of the corner of his eye."What?" Daphne's confusion deepened, quickly giving way to frustration. "What are you talking about? Where are you taking me?""My parents' house," he said simply, as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.Daphne blinked, stunned, before leaning forward in her seat. "Theo! I have to go home. I can't just—" She let out a frustrated groan. "I need to get to the airport!""You'll thank me later," Theo said, his tone maddeningly calm, but there was a glimmer of determination in his eyes that told her he wouldn't back down.Daphne stared at him, her chest tightening with anger and confusion. "You can't just decide this for me!" she said, her voice trembling with emotion. "Turn this car around right now!" Theo's jaw tightened, but he didn't respond immediately, keeping his eyes on the road as they turned down a tree-lined street. Daphne recognized the familiar buildings leading to the Silvano townhouse, her stomach churning with dread. Taking in a deep breath, Daphne glared as Theo put the car in park and walked around to the passenger side. "Come on," he said, holding the door open for her. "No," Daphne answered. She pulled out her phone and opened the Uber app. "What are you doing?" Theo asked. "Calling a cab," Daphne said just as Theo snatched her phone away. "Let's go," he said once more, his voice laced with patience as he tucked her phone away into his pocket. "You are out of your mind if you think I am getting out of this car," Daphne folded her arms across her chest. "I'm going to count to three, sunshine," Theo placed his arm on the hood of the car and leaned in. "Be a good girl and listen to me or I will throw you over my shoulder and carry you inside." Daphne sat rigid in the passenger seat, her arms crossed over her chest, her lips pressed into a tight line. The towering Silvano townhouse loomed before them, its grand stone façade framed by perfectly manicured hedges."Don't make this difficult," Theo tried once more. "Too late," Daphne snapped, still refusing to look at him."Daphne," he said, his voice low and warning. "You have until the count of three. Don't think I'm kidding." She turned to him then, her eyes blazing. "I'm not a child. You can't just boss me around like this.""One," he began, his tone unyielding.Daphne rolled her eyes and turned her head away. "This is ridiculous.""Two," he continued, unbuckling her seatbelt with one swift motion.Daphne's heart raced, but she stayed firmly in her seat, glaring out the window. "You wouldn't dare.""Three," Theo said with finality.Before she could react, he leaned down, and scooped her up effortlessly, throwing her over his shoulder."Theodore!" Daphne shrieked, pounding her fists against his back. "Put me down! Right now!""Not happening," he said evenly, carrying her toward the house as though she weighed nothing."This is kidnapping!" Daphne protested, her voice echoing in the quiet morning air. Theo didn't respond, his stride steady and unbothered as he reached the front door, pushing it open with one hand. Inside, the warm glow of the living room cast a cozy light, and the faint hum of conversation filtered through the air."Put me down!" Daphne yelled, twisting in his grip.He complied this time, gently setting her feet on the ground just as they stepped into the living room. Daphne whirled on him, ready to unleash the full force of her anger, her chest heaving as she opened her mouth to yell.And then she froze.Her parents were sitting comfortably on the couch with Luca and Daisy, mugs of coffee in hand, their faces lighting up with surprised delight as they saw her."Daphne, sweetheart!" Molly exclaimed, setting her mug down and standing to greet her. Bill grinned, his familiar laugh rumbling through the room. Daphne's jaw dropped as her fury evaporated into stunned disbelief. She turned back to Theo, who stood behind her with a small, smug smile, his hands in his pockets."You've got to be kidding me," she whispered, her cheeks flaming and her heart pounding as she realized Theo's plan.Molly stepped forward, wrapping Daphne in a warm embrace, her familiar scent of cinnamon instantly calming her. "What are you both doing here?" Daphne asked, her voice laced with shock, though her lips had already started to curve into a smile."Well," Molly began, glancing over at Theo with a knowing grin, "this was Theo's idea. He thought it'd be nice if we all spent Thanksgiving together."Bill nodded, his eyes twinkling. "He called us up, said he had a surprise for you. How could we say no?"Daphne turned slowly to Theo, her eyes wide and shimmering with emotion. "You did this?" she whispered, her voice soft with disbelief.Theo's lips curved into a gentle smile, his gaze never leaving hers. "I wanted to spend the weekend with you," he said, stepping closer to her. "But I didn't want you to miss out on time with your parents."For a moment, Daphne just stared at him, her heart swelling and beating loudly out of her chest. Then, without warning, she flung her arms around his neck, holding him tightly."I can't believe you did this," she murmured against his shoulder.Theo chuckled, wrapping his arms around her waist and pulling her even closer. "Anything for you, sunshine."As Daphne pulled back, her face was radiant, her smile brighter than he'd ever seen it. Her hands framed his face as she kissed him, a gesture full of gratitude and adoration. Theo responded with equal tenderness, pressing his forehead to hers afterward and whispering, "Happy Thanksgiving."Molly and Bill watched the exchange with adoring eyes, their happiness evident. Across the room, Daisy and Luca stood near the doorway, observing quietly. Daisy's lips curved into a soft smile, her expression warm as she leaned toward her husband."I've never seen him like this," Daisy whispered. Luca nodded. "He's falling hard for her," he said simply, pride evident in his tone. "And he doesn't even know it yet." Daisy melted back against Luca's arms as they continued to watch the young couple. Theo peppered Daphne's cheeks with playful kisses, making her giggle as she swatted at him halfheartedly. Her laughter filled the room, infectious and full of joy, as everyone settled into the moment.After a few minutes, as Molly and Bill returned to their lively conversation with Daisy and Luca, Theo leaned down and murmured in Daphne's ear, "Come with me."She nodded, letting him take her hand. They slipped out of the room, Theo leading her through the halls of his childhood home and up a grand staircase. The air between them buzzed with anticipation as he opened the door to a spacious bedroom with dark wood furniture and posters still tacked to the walls."This was your room?" Daphne asked, stepping inside and taking in the faint scent of cedar and the remnants of a younger Theo's personality etched into the space."It was," Theo said, sitting down on the edge of the bed and pulling her gently toward him. She stepped between his legs, her hands instinctively reaching to push his hair back, her fingers brushing through the dark strands as her other hand cupped the edge of his face."When did you do all this?" she asked softly, her voice filled with wonder.Theo smiled, his hands resting lightly on her hips. "I was on my way to pick them up when you called me last night."Her fingers stilled in his hair as realization dawned. "Is that why you didn't come over?"He nodded, his gaze unwavering. "Know that if I ever turn down an offer to spend time with you, it's for something that will make you happier."Daphne's heart fluttered, her breath catching as her lips curved into a tender smile. "Nothing makes me happier than you," she admitted, her voice a soft whisper. "Thank you. This is amazing."Theo's grin widened as his thumbs brushed over her sides. "I don't know how to miss you," he said, his tone low and full of affection."I can't believe my parents are here," Daphne laughed softly. "It was very important to me that our families meet," Theo smiled, making Daphne's emotions fly all over the place. "Why...." she asked breathlessly. "Because family is very important to me and I love that it's just as important to you," Theo explained. "It only seemed right that we brought our two halves together for the holiday season." Daphne's smile spread. She didn't speak as they stayed still, forgetting the rest of the world as her heart doubled in size. Daphne had always been attracted to Theo. But now, standing in the place where he grew up, surrounded by the care he had orchestrated for her, she realized her feelings had grown into something undeniable. Something bigger then her little heart could contain. Daphne took in a shaky breath, her eyes lowering as her mind began to push her to acknowledge the truth she suddenly discovered hidden in her heart. "What's the matter?" Theo asked softly, his voice a low rumble that sent a shiver down her spine.Daphne's pulse thrummed in her ears, her knees weak as she stood between Theo's legs. His steady hands rested lightly on her hips, but the weight of his gaze was anything but gentle."Nothing," she replied, her voice barely above a whisper. She shook her head, trying to brush off the heat creeping up her neck. But her body betrayed her, her knees buckling slightly as nerves tangled with something deeper. She cleared her throat, tucking her hair behind her ear in a futile attempt to steady herself.Theo tilted his head, his sharp eyes tracking her every movement. His tongue darted out, wetting his lower lip, and the action made her stomach flip. He wasn't doing it intentionally—or maybe he was—but the effect was devastating. Daphne's chest tightened, her breath shallow as the space between them seemed to shrink even though neither of them moved.She tried to focus on the floor, the walls, anything other than the way Theo was looking at her—like he could see right through her bravado. Like he knew exactly how she felt. And maybe he did, because Theo's grip on her hips tightened ever so slightly, anchoring her even as the rest of her felt like it might float away."I don't believe you," Theo said, his voice teasing but weighted with something darker, something that made her heart pound against her ribcage.Daphne swallowed hard, her fingers trembling as they hovered near his shoulder, not quite touching but aching to. She felt his body tense, his muscles taut beneath the fabric of his shirt, and the unspoken desire between them became a tangible thing, filling the room like a rising tide.They were so close now. Too close. Not close enough. Daphne's eyes flicked to Theo's mouth, and he noticed—of course he noticed. His lips parted slightly, his breath mingling with hers in the intimate silence."We can't," she whispered, more to herself than to him."I know," Theo replied, his voice husky. His hands slid just a fraction higher on her waist, his thumbs brushing against her sides in a way that sent sparks skittering across her skin. "The whole house is full of people."Daphne let out a shaky laugh, her forehead dropping lightly to his as she closed her eyes. "Mhm," she murmured. "They're everywhere."Theo chuckled softly, his breath warm against her cheek. "And yet you're still here," he said, his hands not letting go. "Still standing between my legs like you don't want to go anywhere.""I don't," she admitted, her voice breaking just enough to betray how much she meant it.His hands stilled, his body going perfectly still for a heartbeat. Then, gently, he pressed a kiss to her temple, the touch so soft it was almost unbearable. "I guess the wait continues," he murmured, his voice filled with promise.Daphne opened her eyes, meeting his. The storm of emotion in his gaze mirrored her own, and she knew she wasn't alone in the ache that settled between them, unfulfilled and electric."Waiting might kill me," she said, her lips quirking in a weak attempt at humor.Theo grinned, his fingers brushing her sides again. "Not if I go first," he whispered, the words both teasing and devastatingly honest.____________________________ Mason Mason stood at the edge of the dining room, taking in the elaborate Thanksgiving table Daisy had painstakingly arranged. The golden glow of the candles illuminated the warm tones of the autumnal centerpiece, but his attention was fixed on the small name cards beside each plate. His jaw tightened as he spotted the names "Mason" and "Wendy" neatly scrawled in Lily's delicate handwriting, side by side."Seriously?" he muttered under his breath, pinching the bridge of his nose. With a heavy sigh, he rolled his eyes and glanced across the room.Lily was perched on the couch with Wendy and Daphne, a mischievous sparkle in her eyes. The moment their gazes met, her lips curved into a knowing grin. She raised her hand in an exaggerated wink, as if daring him to say something. Wendy, oblivious to the silent exchange, was laughing at something Daphne had just said.Mason narrowed his eyes at Lily, watching her from across the room. She looked entirely too pleased with herself, her slim fingers curled around the stem of her cider glass. She leaned back, crossing her legs in that confident, relaxed way she had, radiating the kind of self-assured smugness that only a sister with a perfect plan could muster. Mason's brow furrowed, his expression caught somewhere between exasperation and begrudging amusement. He knew that look—knew exactly what it meant.From the careful seating arrangements to her coy glance in his direction, Lily had been meddling again. She was orchestrating something, and he had a sneaking suspicion it involved him and Wendy. When her eyes flicked to meet his, Lily's smirk deepened. She lifted her glass in a deliberate, playful motion, the flickering candlelight glinting off the rim as she tilted it in a mock toast."You little shit," Mason mouthed, his lips moving silently but clearly enough to make his meaning obvious. Lily didn't even pretend to be remorseful; instead, a giggle escaped her as she turned back to Wendy and Daphne, who seemed oblivious to the silent sibling showdown."What's so funny?" came Levi's gruff voice as he appeared beside Mason. He moved with the kind of reluctant grace that Mason had come to associate with his twin—like Levi would rather be anywhere else but had no choice but to show up."Oh, hello, sunshine," Mason said, turning to face him with an exaggerated smile. "Nice of you to come out of the bat cave."Levi didn't bother replying. He simply reached for the bottle of wine on the table, pouring himself a glass with slow, deliberate movements. "It's Thanksgiving, not a funeral," Mason said, raising an eyebrow as he leaned back against the table. "Try looking happy. You're haunting this house with your depression.""I'm not depressed," Levi snapped, his voice clipped."Hm, yeah, okay," Mason snorted, taking a sip of his drink. He shot Levi a sidelong glance, his tone dripping with mock disbelief. "Evie marrying the Prince of England hasn't got you down?""Not at all."Mason gave a sigh, setting his glass down and leaning closer. "You do remember that I can tell when you lie, right?" he said, his tone suddenly flat, all teasing replaced by sharp-eyed perception.Levi's jaw clenched, his dark eyes flickering toward the crowd in the living room. His gaze swept over the faces one by one, lingering on Evie as she stood by their mother, glowing with that effortless charm she always carried. Her laugh rang out, and Levi's scowl deepened. Mason watched the shift in his brother's posture—the tense line of his shoulders, the way his fingers gripped his glass just a little too tightly.Finally, Levi gave up the charade, his voice low and tight. "I hate him," he admitted, his words cutting through the festive hum like a blade. "I can't stand the sight of him."Mason burst out laughing, lifting his glass in a mock toast. "Tell me more."Levi's gaze stayed fixed on Evie, his expression unreadable but dark with unspoken emotion. "He's the absolute wrong choice for her," he muttered, his voice barely above a growl"Good thing he's not here tonight then," Mason said. "He doesn't know her," His grip tightened around the stem of his wine glass, his knuckles whitening. "He doesn't get her quirks, her sense of humor, the way she talks to animals like they're people. He just... stands there, smiling like a damn mannequin."Mason chuckled, swirling the amber liquid in his glass. "A mannequin with a seat at parliament. Can't forget that part."Levi shot him a sharp look. "This isn't funny, Mason."Mason, unfazed, leaned against the edge of the table, his posture loose and relaxed. He took a long sip of his drink before replying."Oh, it's hilarious, actually. Watching you brood over her from the shadows while Prince Charming plays nice with the family? Classic Levi."Levi's scowl deepened, and he turned his gaze back to the living room. "He doesn't challenge her," he said, his voice tight. "He's just... safe. Predictable. He'll never push her to be better, never make her question herself or her choices."Mason tilted his head, his grin softening into something more genuine. "And you think you would?"Levi hesitated, the words catching in his throat. He didn't answer, just drained the rest of his wine and set the glass down with a little more force than necessary. His jaw worked as if he were wrestling with thoughts he didn't dare speak aloud."Thought so," Mason said, his grin creeping back. He nudged Levi in the ribs, the motion playful but pointed. "Listen, you've got two options: keep brooding and let her walk down the aisle with Harry, or stop being a coward and do something about it."Levi scoffed, shaking his head. "Better a fool in love than a shadow on the sidelines," Mason said, lifting his glass in a mock toast. "Make a choice, Romeo."___________________________ Theo and Daphne "My God, do you ever let go of her?"The sharp voice cut through the cozy bubble Daphne had been wrapped in, making her glance up. A tall blonde with mossy green eyes and striking features stood before them, arms crossed and a smirk tugging at her lips. She looked like trouble wrapped in sophistication, her presence radiating the kind of confidence that could only belong to a sharp-tongued teenager who knew exactly how to get under your skin."Get off of her," the girl commanded, her gaze flicking pointedly at Theo, who only chuckled in response, tightening his arm around Daphne."Missed you too, Rose," Theo said dryly, clearly unfazed.Rose rolled her eyes in an exaggerated fashion, brushing a loose strand of hair out of her face as she plopped down on the sofa beside them, the movement entirely unceremonious. Her emerald-green dress swished as she sat, but she didn't seem to care, adjusting it with a quick tug before turning her attention fully to Daphne."I'm Rose," she said, sticking out her hand with a confident grin. "We didn't get to meet properly the last time.""Nice to meet you," Daphne said, shaking her hand.Rose's smile widened slightly. "You're prettier up close," she said bluntly, then added with a flick of her wrist, "but I don't get the appeal. Theo's acting like he found the last bottle of champagne on New Year's Eve.""Rose," Theo said in a warning tone, though he sounded more amused than annoyed."What?" she shot back, shrugging innocently. "I'm just saying, she's beautiful and all, but you're clinging to her like she's about to evaporate."Daphne laughed as Theo leaned into the banter with ease."She's worth it," he said simply, his tone sincere enough to make Daphne's heart skip.Rose pulled a face, her sharp green eyes darting between them. "Gross," she declared with a mock gag, leaning back dramatically against the sofa cushions. "I came over to save you, but clearly, you're too far gone." Daphne couldn't help but laugh. Theo just smirked, pulling Daphne a little closer.Before Rose could add another sarcastic quip, Lily appeared, carrying a plate of cookies in one hand and a glass of sparkling cider in the other. She moved with an easy grace, her face lighting up when she spotted Rose lounging on the couch."There you are," Lily said warmly, setting the plate on the coffee table before plopping down next to Rose. "You disappeared before I could grab you earlier.""I was rescuing Theo's girlfriend from his death grip," Rose replied, her lips twitching with a smile.Lily laughed and reached over to gently straighten the strap of Rose's dress, her movements instinctive and tender."You're so dramatic," she said, shaking her head. "Zia said you were out at the parade all morning. Did you eat anything yet?"Rose rolled her eyes but leaned into Lily's shoulder. "Yes, Mom," she said with mock exasperation. "I ate.""Uh-huh," Lily replied, clearly not convinced. "And how long ago was this?""Stop fussing," Rose said, swatting at Lily's hands as she tried to fix her hair. "I don't need you hovering over me.""Too bad," Lily shot back playfully, holding down her arms and squeezing her. "I missed you so much, pookie." Rose huffed but didn't move away, her sharp tongue momentarily silenced as she grabbed a cookie from the plate Lily had brought over. The bond between them was unmistakable—Rose's sass met Lily's nurturing tendencies in a way that only sisters could balance.Daphne observed the interaction with a small smile, feeling a sudden pang of longing for the kind of easy, affectionate relationship the two shared. Rose, for all her sharp wit, seemed to bask in Lily's care, and Lily, for all her teasing, clearly relished the chance to look after her cousin."She likes to mother her," Theo said quietly, leaning in to murmur in Daphne's ear. "Rose is a handful, but Lily has endless patience for her.""Must be nice," Daphne replied softly, watching as Lily fussed with Rose's hair once more. "It is," Theo said with a small smile, his gaze lingering on his sister and cousin. "They're good for each other.""Did you meet Wendy yet?" Lily looked toward Rose and wiggled her brows. "I just got here," Rose said. "Come, come," Lily jumped to her feet and pulled Rose up along with her. "I have to tell you something. You're going to freak!" The girls hurried off without another glance at Theo and Daphne. Their laughter could be heard from down the hall as Theo pulled Dpahne back to his side on the sofa and draped his arm around her. "Better," he murmured, pressing a soft kiss to the side of her head, his lips lingering for just a moment longer than necessary.Daphne tilted her head slightly, raising an eyebrow. "Packing on the PDA a little too thick, aren't we?" she teased, her voice a playful mix of amusement and curiosity.Theo chuckled, the sound low and warm. He leaned back against the cushions, drawing her closer. "I thought you liked it," he said, his voice warm with the hint of flirtation.Daphne's lips curled into a teasing smile as she met his gaze. "Are you keeping track of how much these kisses are costing you?" she asked, her eyes sparkling with mischief.Theo's grin widened, his fingers lightly brushing against her arm as if savoring the proximity. "Not at all," he replied smoothly. "But if you're asking... I'd say I'm willing to pay whatever price it is to keep you close.""Is that so?" Daphne murmured, her voice quieter now, a playful challenge flickering in her eyes.Theo didn't need any more encouragement. He leaned in just a fraction, his lips brushing against her ear as he whispered, "Absolutely." Then, he pulled back slightly, looking at her with a glint of amusement. "Now, what's your price?"Daphne's breath hitched slightly, the tension between them electric. She gave him a mock skeptical look before replying, "Well, I'm not cheap, as you already know." Her playful tone was almost too convincing.Theo's grin deepened, his eyes glinting with amusement as he leaned in just a little closer. The warmth of his breath brushed against Daphne's skin, sending a shiver down her spine."I'm well aware," he murmured. "But I'm confident I can afford whatever it takes to make you mine."Daphne's heart skipped a beat at his words, and she couldn't suppress the flush that spread across her cheeks. The way he spoke to her, so sure of himself, yet with an undercurrent of genuine affection, made her pulse quicken.She tilted her head slightly, her lips curving into a playful smirk as she met his gaze. "Confident, huh?" she teased, raising an eyebrow. "You've got a lot of nerve, Theo."Theo leaned back just enough to look her over, his eyes tracing the curves of her face before meeting her eyes again. "I think it's called self-assurance," he said, a smile tugging at the corner of his lips. "But you don't seem to mind it."Daphne tilted her chin slightly, her expression now a mix of intrigue and challenge. "Maybe I like it," she admitted softly.Theo's hand moved instinctively to her wrist, his fingers brushing gently over her skin as he leaned in. This time, his lips brushed against her temple in a soft, lingering kiss. "God, Theo," Rose groaned from behind them as she passed by. She gaged and leaned closer to whisper to the couple, "Just make babies in front everyone here, why don't you?" Theo and Daphne froze for a moment, their playful tension shattered by Rose's blunt interruption. The warmth that had been growing between them evaporated in an instant, and Daphne couldn't help but let out a soft, embarrassed laugh at Rose's words. Her cheeks flushed, but she quickly recovered. Theo's lips twitched in amusement as he pulled away from Daphne, though he didn't move far. "Thanks for the advice," he said, raising an eyebrow, his voice dripping with sarcasm.Daphne shook her head, her eyes glinting with a mix of embarrassment and amusement. As if on cue, Levi stepped forward, his expression as stoic as ever, though the faintest hint of a smirk tugged at his lips. "You two are nauseating," he remarked dryly. He looked at Theo and Daphne with a mock disapproving gaze."Hey, sunshine," Rose greeted Levi with a playful grin. "Good to see you outside of your coffin."Levi's eyes narrowed slightly, his lips curving into a wry smile as he looked at his cousin. "Good to see you out of jail," he replied flatly, though the corner of his mouth twitched upward.Rose grinned, unfazed by Levi's jibe. "Touché," she said. "But seriously, you've got to stop hiding out. You never want to hang out. You're missing out on all the fun."Levi's gaze flickered toward her, the hint of a smile still visible at the corner of his lips. "I'm not sure if 'fun' is the right word for this circus," he muttered, his eyes flicking to all the guests. Across the room, Evie caught his gaze. A small smile appeared on her lips as if she had been searching for him in the crowd. "Alright everyone!" Daisy's voice rang out, loud and clear. "Dinner is ready." As Daisy's voice echoed through the room, a wave of excitement rippled across the gathering. The chatter and clinking of glasses faded as everyone turned toward the long, rustic dining table that had been carefully set for the occasion. A cheer went up from the crowd—laughter and the sound of plates being shifted followed as people rose from their seats and started to gather. It was the kind of joyful chaos that came only with family traditions, the warmth of being together filling the air.Daphne watched the scene unfold with a soft smile, her heart swelling. There was something about this moment—the clamor, the laughter, the unmistakable sense of togetherness—that made her feel like she had found something she had been searching for. She was surrounded by people who, despite their quirks and differences, had a way of making her feel included. A part of this family. It was almost like the pieces of a puzzle snapping together inside her, settling her nerves in a way she hadn't known she needed.Theo, sensing her quiet joy, gently placed a hand on her back, guiding her to the table. His touch was warm, grounding her in the present, and she leaned into him for a second, feeling more at ease than she ever had before.
I wanna be a part of this family :(
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