My Second Chance

Sapphire's P.O.V

"So... Is my baby treating you well?" Georgia asked, a side of her lip lifting into a smirk. "Mum... Don't call me baby..." Ryder whined.

We were currently in the private dining room having a small family dinner. Cole and Alec were like brothers to him, so they were naturally invited. Or should I say, invited themselves. So far, I haven't touched any of the food in front of me, knowing that I would throw up before it goes down my throat.

"Sure he is. See?" I said sarcastically and gestured to the I'm Ryder's number one fan writing on my forehead. Georgia stifled a laugh while the three infuriating guys smirked their infamous smirks. "Thanks a lot Ryder, people have been giving me weird looks throughout the day." I grumbled, slumping into my seat. "Welcome kitten." Ryder winked. "I said stop calling me kitten." I hissed. "It sounds cute." He shrugged and I gritted my teeth. "Ah... Ryder's father and I used to be like that you know... well, before he got killed by a demon." Georgia sighed, sadness lurking in her words. Somehow, at the word demon, she looked straight at me, her rushed boring into mine. I gulped under her intense gaze.

Stay calm, Drew snorted. I Shut them

took a deep breath and looked up. I blinked once as I saw everyone looking at me with worry

side rubbing my back comfortingly. That's when I noticed, everyone was looking at me with utter confusion and concern. My eyes widened as my mind wrapped around the fact that the voice came from me. "Sapph, do you have a sore throat

It's okay, everything will be okay, I said in a convincing tone. It even sounds like

I was alright. It seemed to work as Ryder sighed in

that indicated the seriousness of the conversation we are going to have. I gulped and nodded slightly, trying to hide the fear I felt. She stood up and I followed suit. "What is it about?" Ryder asked through a mouthful of smoked salmon. "We have something... special to discuss." Georgia said firmly, leaving no space to argue. "Do you want to eat anything?" Ryder asked us, gesturing to the food that covered the table. "No, I'll pass, I'm not hungry." I smiled reassuringly. "You sure? I haven't seen you eat anything." He frowned. I peck his lips lightly and said, "I'm fine. I had a little snack just now."