The pizza was still steaming. It looked good, but both Dacia and I were a little resistant.
In order not to arouse suspicion, we each took a piece and ate it. It was still like chewing a candle.
Lily ate happily. "Pizza is the best."
"I think your dad made a good steak, too," I said.
This was Daniel's house, after all. I couldn't neglect the male owner here.
This dinner was a little awkward and even unhappy.
Daniel was angry with Lily, but couldn't lash out because we were there.
Lily, on the other hand, had been watching me and Dacia the entire time because she thought it was a little suspicious that we always went to the bathroom together.
And besides not being able to eat the food we liked, Dacia and I had to stay natural.
There were only four people in the room. Everyone was unhappy, and the atmosphere was naturally not good.
