~ Zoie’s POV ~

Family dinner was awkward. There was no other way to say it. 

While her brothers were leading the conversation talking about their latest conquests, Zoie sat quietly as she played with her peas. Occasionally, she’d steal glances at Asher sitting on the far left side of the table. Asher was quiet too, he barely said one word to anyone. And then, there was Landon sitting on the far right of the table. Landon contributed to the conversation sometimes, and he’d ...