Julian's POV
Who knew a simple breakfast will turn Into a battleground between Lena and my mom? Those two can't stand each other.
Especially mom.
Though mom stopped throwing remarks at Lena who isn't innocent by the way, she still wanted to reach her parents. I have to stop her before she steps on mom's toes again.
" Baby, you haven't eaten anything. What's wrong? Isabella will be fine okay? C'mon, take a bite" I coax not knowing everyone has dropped their cutlery thus watching us.
" Are you sure she's fine?" Lena asks with her face turned to me. I scoop a spoonful of oatmeal for her which she opened her mouth to take.
On scooping another I saw all eyes on me, my mom's eyes were boring holes in Lena's head. The good thing is they quickly turned to face their table while I roll my eyes. Lena needs to eat and that's my priority at the moment.