Of course, Summer had not noticed his subtle change in mood. Her own paranoia, the chill running down her spine, kept her mind distracted and occupied. Of course her father would be disappointed in her right now.

She was not the Summer Atreides that he had trained her to be, sitting in front of him. She was cracking, and it was clear. He had to know that there was a contributing factor to her slipping.

And knox prescott was definitely an integral piece.

Summer's eyes snap back up as he changed to subject to food. Of course. They shouldn't dwell on a topic like this for as long as it needed to be. However, even as she leaned forward, the food he held out to her fell, falling on the tops of her chest and then onto the skirt of her dress.

"Oh... Father..."

A hint of disappointment was clear in her voice, since the dress was going to be stained. She only hoped that it was able to come out. However, Summer nodded, pushing herself from the table and standing.

"Excuse me. I'll be right back."

And she disappeared. Perhaps the biggest mistake of her life was leaving her phone unattended, her mind not thinking clearly as she walked to the bathroom.

knox prescott

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