Sophia's POV

Omegas brought food to the large dining table and I helped bring alcohol around. I drank water because I don't like alcohol and I didn't want to affect the baby. Titus and I sat at the end of the table and everyone sat at the other sides.

My family sat next to me and I noticed something. I looked nothing like them. I tried to put it off till later but I knew it would bother me the whole dinner.

"Here you go," Titus said putting spaghetti on my plate. He took the bowl of mashed potatoes and put that on my plate to. He took a fork...