Dinner with the Redrich family was never easy for me. No matter how many times I sat at this table, surrounded by their poised and elegant presence, I always felt like an intruder. The clinking of silverware against fine china echoed louder in my ears than it should have, and the casual conversation felt like a foreign language I was never meant to understand.
I kept my eyes down, pretending to focus on the meal, when suddenly, Yui's calm voice pierced through the tension in my chest.
"Lea," she said gently, as if her words weren't about to shatter the fragile balance I was holding onto, "why don't you stay in Hugo's room for now? It's more comfortable, and you two are already married. There's no reason to be so distant."
