Sandra couldn't help her silent tears as the couple seemed to be absent for the longest time. As she heard them returning, she leaned forward, and acted as if she was situating Isabelle. She felt so out of place sitting in that fancy chair, thinking her ex hadn't moved on. Of course he bloody had. Even gotten married? Damn, he was really screwed up now, wasn't he? She didn't think she had much emotional control over him, but this whole scenario seemed off, unless he had been cheating on her, and she didn't want to even start down that thinking path.
When Lily spoke to her, she snapped her eyes up to meet Lily's unbreakable gaze on her, and she felt chill bumps rise on her skin. She swallowed, and then told Lily she everything she knew Mason knew. She loved kids and pets, her favourite color was green, and Isabelle was named after her own mother. After a two hour investigation, Lily seemed to hold back, and disappeared from the dining room, leaving her and Mason alone.
Sandra's eyes were huge, and she looked at her hands, the ring he'd given her was still on her left hand. She regretted the day she'd sold it. But now.. things didn't look so 'horrible' for poor little Mason. Sandra, after a few moments of silence cleared her throat, refusing eye contact with the pathetic image of a man in front of her. She stood abruptly, and grabbed the car seat still carrying the only love of her life. "Mason.. I.." She started off as an independent woman, strong and about to give him a piece of her mind, but, she ended like a small school girl. "I.." Her cheeks turned a rosy red, and she looked down, breaking her gaze on him. She just simply turned, and exited the dining room, and from her memory, found herself out of the house.
Lily's lips pursed into a seductive smile as she felt her husband's hovering presence over her, and his breath tickling her ear. It sent a chill down her spine, and even if she had just married the man for his money, she was attracted to him. "I know you don't.. but please, remember who you sleep with at night." Her eyes were big, as she looked in his, and she was balancing the three glasses in her hands. As she handed over his, she couldn't help the offer of a kiss, and leaned up, fiercely claiming her territory in that kitchen, tugging at his lower lip as she pulled away.
"You owe me tonight." Her words were silent, as they traveled in his ear, and she turned on her heel, going and placing the glass on the table in front of Sandra. "So, tell me about yourself?" Lily asked, and the next two hours were the most drawn out she'd ever experienced.
After some awkwardness, Lily rolled her eyes. "Come to bed after you finish, baby." She hushed in his ear, and her heels clicked as she went up the stairs to their bedroom.