CHAPTER 101

Sophie

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The aroma of food filled the dining area before Palma walked in. The soft thuds bounced off the white walls of the dining area as she placed them on the rectangular-shaped table.

Liam was settled beside me, his chin a mere inches from the white marble tiles. Caught between his hands was a transformer toy—one so big for his small fingers to properly hold.

My eyes obsessively fixed on her son, my left hand stroking his hair.

“Would Liam be eating with us?” Palma wiped her wet hands on her casual black A-line gown. “He has had dinner though?”

“Liam.” My eyes glided to Liam, whose attention had been soaked up by the toy in his hand. “Are you hungry?” With little pressure, I pressed Liam’s stomach. She craned her neck, my eyes meeting with Palma. “He won’t be eating again.”

Palma nodded and headed towards the kitchen.

Luca strolled into the kitchen clad in a white shirt that hugged his chest but was a bit loose on his abdomen. His physique looked more appealing than the dish