Chapter 259

Cecilia's pov Sebastian shot Liam a look so cold it could have flash-frozen a volcano. I silently groaned. Really, Liam? Did we have to start the morning by broadcasting my ten-day nutritional negligence? Across the table, Harper bit her lip, clearly holding back laughter. "Is this your usual breakfast?" my mom asked Sebastian, eyeing the health-conscious spread like it was a science experiment. After a pause, she gave a polite but stiff smile. "The dietary habits of the wealthy are certainly... unique." Yeah, "unique" was one word for it. I kept my eyes on my plate and focused on cutting my protein pancake into perfect squares, pretending this conversation didn't exist. Liam, clearly realizing he'd stirred enough drama, stood up with a smile. "Muffin looks hungry. I'll grab him a snack." He scooped up the cat, who wrapped his paws around Liam's arm like a baby koala. Sebastian, ignoring Liam's kale-nutrient smoothie, reached for the homemade breakfast my mom had prepared instead. He