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Chapter 117 – At the table

One can notice the tension in the room surrounding the table. Gerald is the only one who appears comfortable, cracking more jokes while receiving no response. Keira leans in close to Gabriel, who is eating in silence. Additionally, Kristine's face is still tightly wound. Tyler looks at her more frequently as a caution because of her nearly aggressive aura. "Gabriel, Gerald. Later, I wish to visit my pups' grave and place some flowers there. Will you accompany me?" I look up when my words are met with silence. They must have made many visits to the grave while I was absent. Rosalie, at least, wouldn't leave my pups there, abandoned in the graveyard. "Yes, sweetheart. Every week, I arrange new flowers there." Gerald responds, "But I'm sure they'll be happy to see us together." After that, I turn to face Gabriel, who hasn't responded yet. He stares at Keira initially, as though he needs her approval. "Obviously, Zeila, we'll accompany you," the woman says. I gave a deep roar. "Keira, I

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