Setting Conditions

Brandon gave my hand a reassuring squeeze as he led me towards the dining table. I was partly glad that I didn’t have a meal like this with his parents when we were really dating. This was going to be a complete disaster and I knew it. Brandon didn’t seem too disturbed by his mother’s openly cold attitude towards me. It was like everything was proceeding along just like how he had expected it to.

Brandon pulled out a chair for me and gestured for me to take a seat. I thanked him politely as I put on my perfect smile. Brandon took the seat next to mine. Looking up from the hands that I had clenched on my lap, my gaze came in direct contact with those of his parents who were seated opposite from us.

“Dear, Brandon is here to have lunch with us…” the lady spoke up sweetly as she addressed her husband.

“I can see that already,” the master of the estate replied coldly.