Perhaps this was just polite civility masking deeper feelings, something they had already discussed privately. That seemed the most likely explanation.
I reminded myself to be grateful. Diana was greeting me kindly, and a difficult relationship with his family would only complicate things for us. For now, I should focus on making a good impression and not overthink the subtle unease lingering beneath the surface.
“Come on into the dining room,” Diana said, gesturing gracefully. “Everything is set for us.”
Alexander placed his hand on the small of my back as we followed her, a simple gesture that sent a slight shiver through me. The dining room was large and elegant, centered around a long wooden table adorned with crystal glasses and fine china.
Alexander pulled out a ch
