{Music Recommendation: Blue & Grey ~ BTS}
Now, with every member of the Montclair family settled in the living room, one person stood out in a gingham dress. Peach kept scratching her neck ever since she changed into the dress.
"You need to be calm and stop embarrassing us," Mrs. Clara scolded her daughter.
Peach pouted. "Mom... it's not me, I—" she whined, only to shut up when her grandfather glared at her.
Delphine scowled, giving the family a judgmental look. Then she turned to look at her son proudly like he was the only human in the room.
Mrs. Clara gritted her teeth, yet she tried to keep a smile on her face handy, but the muscles on her neck that kept twitching betrayed her.
Meanwhile, Dennis' family sat together on a tiny couch, their father sitting between his daughters, with Lacie staring at the man with blue eyes suspiciously and then at the old man with glamour, smiling.