Estella

Chapter 8 : First Dinner

Estella's POV

As I sat down with my biological family for dinner which will technically be my first time ever having a meal with them given I don't have any memory of them. Though I don't trust them fully I can't seem to find a single good reason as to why they'll ever abandon me.

They are filthy rich if the private plane and this big mansion in New York is something to go by. Maybe they are gender biased ? I have not seen any other female in the house except from the house help. Maybe they are one of those people who believe women are inferior and a creature beneath male dominance? Maybe having a daughter like me was a dent on their pristine image? The self doubt fills my mind.

I truly want to know the reason for being so far from my biological family. To question why I had to suffer so much throughout my life when they were more than capable to provide for me.Looking at the expensive cutlery and  Michelin dishes I want to scream at them and question why I had to scrape for pennies that I had to worry about my lunch money all the time. But looking at their happy expressions I couldn't bring the subject up and I hate myself for caring about their emotions when they had abandoned me when I was a little baby.  

Looking at my father's awed expression and my brother's happy faces , except one specimen who hates life  I can not help but remember that for so long I had wanted someone to look at me like a I held so much value in their life that my only my presence was able to brighten up their day.

I want to believe that their expressions and intentions are in the right place but after being left alone for majority of my life apprehension and doubting others is second nature to me. If they are faking all the care and happiness they're truly Oscar worthy actors I'll give them that . 

Except Rhysand who's been constantly scowling since the introduction. He is good looking with his silky raven hair and icy blue eyes. His sharp facial features are something that will be put in a magazines front page and all girls would fawn over his bad boy image. Too bad his personality is just as bad as an expired carton of milk. His whole aura screams 'I hate this life and everyone around me and if not for inheritance I would never attend these dinners'

Robert
Leonardo     Estella
Rhysand      Cyrus
Noah      Liam

( how everyone sat at the dining table)

I was made to sit adjacent from Robert with Cyrus beside me and Leonardo in front of me.

Even while sitting across me Rhysand has been scrutinizing me as if he'll summon my genetic ancestry out of nowhere. Dude if you were to summon my ancestry I don't think it'll be much different considering we're biologically related and all

I scoff internally on that. My humor is pretty bad. 

At that moment some servants enter the dining room and serve everyone some Italian dish for main course.From what I can tell its some sort of pasta. Everyone said a little thanks including me . 

The moment I take the first bite I have to forcefully restraint myself to not moan because the food is so delicious.The food definitely taste heavenly additionally with my hunger and pregnancy . I am in food paradise.

 
As for the silence , well I am way too familiar throughout my life because nobody cares if everyone participate in conversations in foster home and worse kids get punished for speaking unnecessary,  I learned long ago enjoy the peace that silence gives me. In silence I have my own company and I am pretty interesting person with my inner monologues.