Cecilia's pov
I nearly dropped my serving tray when Sebastian casually dropped that bomb.
My heart skipped a beat, and for a split second, I wasn't sure if I should run back into the kitchen or fling the tray at his head.
My parents froze like someone had hit pause on a movie. They stared at each other, completely panicked.
Grandma didn't even blink. She smiled, eyes warm but sharp, already sizing Sebastian up like he was a painting in a gallery.
"This one's got movie star looks," she said to my mom, her voice loud enough for everyone to hear. "That skin, those features. He could've walked right out of a fashion ad."
Sebastian gave a polite smile. "Thanks, but honestly, I'm pretty normal once you get to know me." He said it easily, like someone used to getting complimen
