As Kendrick, Zephyrine, and Grandpa Cloutier stood in an uncomfortable silence, Eleanor's gaze drifted toward Kendrick, her eyes sparkling with curiosity. She had been watching him since he entered the room, her interest piqued by his chiseled features and commanding presence.
She leaned in close to Nathaniel, her voice barely above a whisper. "Darling, let's go greet Kendrick. I've been dying to meet him." Her eyes never left Kendrick's face, a hint of fascination dancing in their depths.
Nathaniel's gaze followed Eleanor's, his eyes lingering on Zephyrine's stunning beauty. He felt a sudden pang of curiosity, wondering what lay beneath her poised exterior. "Of course, my love," he said, offering Eleanor his arm. "Let's go congratulate Kendrick on his...interesting choice of companion."
