I am feeling dizzy

Silas 's POV

I quickly glanced around. Thankfully, there was no one nearby. If people saw Lysander here, they would definitely mob him.

The waiter led us to a private room. It was different from a normal restaurant setting—there was a long sofa big enough for an entire family to sit in a row, and in front of it was a glass table.

I went and sat on the sofa. Just then, Lysander sat on my right side, and Damon took the seat on my left. As soon as Damon sat down, he placed his coat over my thighs. I quickly glanced at him.

"It's cold here, so cover your thighs."

Indeed, it was cold, so I didn't refuse his help and covered my thighs with his coat.

"Silas, is there anything you want to eat?"

I glanced at Lysander as he asked.

"Anything is fine. I'm starving right now."