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When Stuart had spoken with Adele last, and she asked him if they could have a family dinner in the near future, the man had to admit he was a little surprised. The history of family dinners with the L'Arine folk had a history of being... well, colourful, if resulting in some awkwardness or mild disaster. But she'd hinted at something important that she needed to tell the children, and so he was only happy to set aside an afternoon, as well as host it at his place. Adele was still avoiding her own house, and the school wasn't exactly the most private setting for telling one's family some important news. About halfway through the day, the man had decided it would be a perfect evening for a barbecue as well, and so had set about making up the shopping list, and taking Améa out with him to get the things they'd need to make up a couple of salads, as well as get some steaks and chicken wings and skewers, and of course the ingredients for his amazing home-made burger patties. Améa was gradually beginning to look healthier again. Her complexion had colour in it, and her eyes had brightened slightly and hair was slowly regaining some of it's gloss. He had no doubt that a lot of it contributed to the time she had been getting to spend with the triplets, and Nika in particular, when Jezebel brought them to visit - which was almost every day. Mary had also been spending time getting to know the granddaughter she'd never got to meet. Currently, the man was setting out the patties, ready to cook, while looking over the counter to see if there was much else that needed to be prepared, while reaching for his bottle of beer to take a sip as Faireth circled his ankles. The place felt lived in again, with the arrival of Améa there, and he had to admit he enjoyed having the company. He'd assured her that he could handle the rest after the salads were done, and that she could do whatever she wanted while they waited for the others to arrive. Cecil wasn't hanging around the island counter, which meant the Border Collie was probably following her around, having taken to her quickly. Making sure the food was covered, the man then opened the sliding door to the patio and made sure that there were plates and cutlery set on the tables set under the shade, before counting the chairs to make sure there were enough. Adele had said to have an extra. Though Lorelei had then said a couple of days ago when he saw her that there should be two. He went with the latter, better safe than sorry. Admittedly, it was nice to have been able to spend at least half the day in a t-shirt and jeans as well. As much as he liked the feel of a well-cut suit, sometimes it was good to be able to relax. Jezebel had been trying to convince Améa to change up her wardrobe a little as well, though she didn't pressure her sister, only gave her the optional clothing styles so that they were there if she did want to try them. All in all, they'd just been trying to make Améa feel a part of the family, and in a way try to make up for what she'd missed out on for so long. The man really hoped that they were at least giving her something. About to take another swig of his beer, the man then heard the doorbell, and raised his brows. That wasn't Jezebel and Viktor, they'd have just let themselves in. Which meant it was probably Adele, he supposed, and he turned and headed back through the house to answer the door. "Welcome to the den of no return!" The man bellowed as he slowly opened the door, clearly trying to be funny, before properly opening it with a large grin on his features, to greet the arrivals.
There were many things racing through Jezebel's mind, not the least of them the conversation with her mother, as well as the arrival of Améa and Zane back to Narrie. She was happy that her sister had returned, more than happy, but at the same time disappointed that she was still with the man who seemed to suck the life out of her. Jez had to wonder how the other young woman hadn't noticed it, how she had let it get so bad. She was like a shell of her former self, felt as though she could be blown away with a gust of wind. It wasn't right, and made Jezebel angry and frustrated that she couldn't do anything to fix that. At least not right at this moment. Whatever trick Zane had up his sleeve, the rest of them had to be ready. She doubted he would have returned without something to fall back on. Still, that was not her main concern right now, as the young woman made sure that the dishes were all in the dishwasher, and kitchen and dining table were clean. The children had gone to bed not long ago, and Viktor was doing some reading in the library. Jez didn't really have to do any cleaning, she could just look at everything and make it happen without much use of energy. But she wanted to use her hands, be doing something physical while she thought. It was time, Jez really needed to tell Viktor about everything, and prepare him for the possibilities of what could happen, and let him know the promises she and Adele made regarding Veronika's happiness. More importantly, he needed to know the truth about where their little girl had come from. The only one of the triplets who wasn't biologically theirs. Having finished her tidying, the young woman fidgeted a moment as she waited for the kettle to boil, before making a cup of tea, and then taking a deep breath as she made her way through the large manor toward the library. It had been a good thing they'd decided to move into a much larger place with the triplets on the way. Their unit that they once had would never had fit all of them, let along the inclusion of her baby brother and his baby daughter as well. Even with them, some days it didn't feel like such a packed place. Perhaps because Jezebel had insisted on getting a mansion that was still by the beach. She wanted room to host parties, to have people stay over. And it wasn't like she didn't have the money for it. Entering the library, the young woman smiled as she spotted her fiancee, before stepping quietly over and setting the tea down on the desk beside him, before then leaning over to press a kiss to his temple. "Hey love, interrupting anything important?" Jezebel glanced over his shoulder to see if he was reading, or doing some work. She really hoped that she wasn't interrupting him, but she needed to get this off her chest as soon as possible. The longer she waited, the more likely that he would find out from an outside source, and probably not in the best way.