The sound of cutleries clanking on ceramic plates filled the air.Genevieve ate how she wanted, she was in her father's mansion, she cared not about her husband who seemed to consume a spoon of food in some minutes time each.Her brother sat across the table, eating as well while stealing occasionally angry stares at her husband who seemed not to notice or not mind him.His wife was beside him, eating meekly, the way she had always done since she got married into their family.It was already years, she should stop with the pretense already, she told herself.Maya sat beside her father and ate slowly like him too. He would turn over to her and scoop some food into her plate urging her to eat up her food, lest she'd make her grandfather angry.Her father sat at the extreme end of the table and was eating too. They continued to eat in silence at the much anticipated family dinner her father had commanded them all to be in attendance to. The tension in the air was palpable but each per
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