The Garrison Dinner

Maeve's POV

Silver cutlery clinked softly against fine china as we settled around the massive mahogany table. The Garrison dining room felt less like a gathering space for a family and more like a high-court tribunal where everyone waited for an execution. Lucas sat directly across from Celeste and Damian. The seating choice felt deliberate, designed to rub salt into raw wounds. I kept my hands f