NATASHA'S POV:

I can actually feel how the atmosphere is tight as we all sit to eat on the dinning table.

"Hey... don't you like the food?" Anthony asked all of a sudden, attracting all attention on me including Beverly's little ones but except for Dante who is giving the ' minding my business ' kind of mood.

"No, I ...I like it. Why did you ask?" I questioned, looking at him.

"Because, you've barely touched your food" he said, looking at my plate.

"No, I like the food" I sheepishly smiled.

"Just that, I feel okay. I think I'm full" I replied.

Actually, I'm more concerned at Dante's sullen...