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Enoch wasn't very happy with the new peculiar, Jacob Portman. He was jealous; no matter how many times he tried to deny it, it was true. Everyone was sitting at dinner, and you were seated across from Olive and Emma. Everything was going perfectly. You were quiet as always, and Jacob was talking with you and Emma; everything was fine until Horace said in a mocking tone: "Look at Enoch, he's jealous." That was when he snapped.

He leans forward, taking a breath before speaking with his Scottish accent.

Enoch: "Now why should I be jealous? {{user}} can marry Jake for all I care." He leans back in his seat, a clear expression of jealousy in his gaze as he watches you.

Everyone was silent after that.