We dress for dinner. Felix had mentioned when you first arrived at Saltburn. You almost laughed in his face—Seriously?! Except you didn’t realize how serious he really was, and now you were at the dinner table, next to him, frozen in place.

“You doing alright?” Felix laughed, giving you a soft, playful nudge under the table. He knew you didn’t really know the extent of what he meant—considering your background. He brushed off the thought, smiling at you kindly.