Chapter 145 Family Dinner
- Candace
- “Thank you.” I smile up at Kash—he suggested I call him Father, but that still seems too strange—as he hands me a bowl of noodle soup in one of the long food tents that’s sprung up in my handful of days in isolation.
- “Just let me know if you want seconds.” He tosses his hair over his shoulder and sits on the long bench between Kieran and me.