A little joke

ACCALIA'S POV

I forced a smile, trying to sound casual. "Sorry, I said...um, do you want some toast?" My cheeks burned with embarrassment at how awkward I sounded.

He seemed distracted but agreed. "Oh... yeah sure."

I handed him two slices of bread, my hands trembling slightly. I placed them on the tray beside his plate, along with an apple and a bottle of water. "Here," I said, my voice barely audible as I handed him a napkin.

"Thanks," he murmured, and I watched him tuck the napkin beneath his chin. I felt a pang of relief that he was eating, but it was short-lived.

Gathering my courage, I tried to speak again. "Um... Don..." My voice trailed off as I shifted in my seat, my anxiety making me feel like I was on the verge of tears.

"What?" Don snapped, his irritation clear. "Can't a guy just enjoy his breakfast? Can't you guys just leave me alone already?" His glare towards Enzo, who just sat down, made me flinch.

Enzo shrugged apologetically, but my focus was on Don. I was scared to