Komi appeared moments later with a tray of steaming plates, setting them on the coffee table.
"Dinner's ready," she announced. "Let's eat before it gets cold." Izan who had locked Hori in a chokehold let her go before running to the dinner table.
"Mum said no arguing at the dinner table. Now sit" Iza said as he gestured to the chair beside him. Hori glanced at her mother, finding her looking in a different direction.
With a smile, she kicked Izan's shin before sitting down. After the little commotion, the family of three sat down to eat.
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The early morning sunlight spilt across the Madrid skyline as Izan stepped off the plane, adjusting the strap of his duffel bag.
The crisp air carried a mix of excitement and nerves, wrapping around him as he walked toward the sleek black SUV waiting for him at the curb.
