The dinner table was quiet with all the family members seated. Nobody was eating, yet nobody was talking. The atmosphere was naturally tense and awkward.

“Are we just going to pretend nothing is going on and have this meal before it turns cold? I don’t want to take the blame for spoiling a family dinner like this due to a bad menu,” Hannah broke the silence.

There was still no response. Lopez glanced up from her plate, her eyes meeting Hannah’s.

“I think I’m just going to go serve everyone,” Hannah continued.

“If that’s the case, I want no veggies. I would lay down my life not to have lettuce...