Chapter 53: THIRD POV.
She just wanted to get away from the smell of the food and the sound of Persephone's giggling.
Without another word, she left the house and swam out into the open water.
Jacob's expression couldn't help but dampen a bit, seeing her go like that. The excitement he felt for the meal started to fade, replaced by a sense of worry.
The house felt much emptier the moment Artria stepped out. He looked at the doorway where she had disappeared and then back at the half-eaten plate she had left behind.
He didn't understand what was wrong. He was a simple guy; he thought that good food made everyone happy. Wasn't the food good? It was better than good! So how come she looked so bummed out? He wondered if he had said something wrong or if she was just having a bad morning.
"Is something the matter? Is the meal not to your liking?" Persephone spoke up, drawing his attention back to her.
