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BELLA

I regretted the fact that I asked Avery to invite them because not only did they make it awkward but also added lots of tension to it. Ava wouldn't stop giving me dead glares and Luke and Henry looked like they'd kill each other the best second.

The maid started clearing up the table and I stood up to help them using it as an excuse to get out of that environment before they all drove me crazy. I decided to stay in the kitchen till I could catch my breath at least.

I sent the maids out and proceeded to do the work myself as an excuse to buy more time and maybe they'd leave before I came out.

“There you are,” Luke's voice startled me, almost making me drop a plate but he was quick to help me catch it and I playfully hit his arm.

“Ouch,” he winced in pain, acting like it did hurt. When he saw that I wasn't going to care, he raised his hand in surrender.

He stayed quiet for a bit just watching me go around the kitchen. “Why don't you tell the maids to do it rather than you? You sho