Chapter One Hundred and Twenty Seven

Eric

The food was brought out by the maids. We started with something light. Salted shrimps and a festive salad with shredded cheese. The wine glasses were topped, and there were a few more bottles on standby.

"I took the liberty of finding you a quality non-alcoholic wine, Sienna," my father said as he held up a bottle. He undid the cap and poured her a glass. We all watched as she took a sip of the clear, carbonated liquid.

She licked her red lips and smiled. "It's lovely. I appreciate the gesture," she said.

"I am here!" Mother yelled as she entered the dining room. We all looked at her as she made her way toward her chair beside Father. "Eric, Sienna." She smiled as she sat down and straightened out her grey trailered dress with a small v-neckline.

Her dark hair was pulled into a neat bun with a pin securing it in place. Her eyes moved over to Sienna's bump as if her unborn grandchild would go missing somehow.

"How are you, mother?" I asked her. I noticed how cold she was towa