Rain kept on stealing glances at Lyre, who was busily admiring the food the mother prepared.
"What's wrong with you, Rain?" Jewel frowned at him. "And you, Clar. Why are you glaring at him?"
"Nothing!"
The two of them said at the same time, earning a raised brow from the family.
Lyre was the only one who didn't react to the question.
He wasn't listening to them since his entire attention was on the strange food in front of him.
Moreover, with Rain next to him, the merman wants nothing else, but to burrow himself into the chair he was sitting on.
"What's wrong with you two?" The mother joined her hands, in question.
"Nothing." They said simultaneously, earning them yet another raised brow from the family.
"Well, if you said so, then....." the mother pointed at the food in front of them. "You need to get eating!"
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Rain was the first to leave. He was still feeling as guilty as hell and doesn't know how to approach Lyre.
