Mia looked at how Trevor struggled to keep his composure, and she couldn't help but smile.
Looking at him now, she was suddenly reminded of the day she had married his father.
Trevor's birth mother had died in a tragic accident during a dangerous dungeon mission a year before Mia met his father.
Mia could still remember the very first day she stepped into their house. Trevor had been so young back then, stuttering slightly every time he tried to speak to her.
It was a lovely memory that she cherished deeply.
"You know what? Let's just have dinner,"
Trevor finally said, trying to regain his calm.
He didn't want to lose his cool any further in front of her.
With that being taking care of.
He settled into his seat and began to eat.
The meal was wonderful, perfectly cooked and full of flavor.
It reminded Trevor of the good old days when they lived in a lavish house and could afford to have several different dishes on the table at once.
