Adrian's POV

Father was already there, waiting for me, I guess. I sat down to eat, waiting on mom. When she finally got to her side of the table besides Dad, I thought I could finally have my lemon cake but my father stopped me before I could touch it.

“What?”

I asked, referring to my mom because there was no way she didn't know why he told me to stop. There was also no way she didn't know that I liked lemon cake. If anything, she made it to lure me to stay so what was their deal?

It didn't make sense to me for a second there, until...