The next morning, Mark walked downstairs with a smile on his face. Mary saw how happy virtual-novel.net looked and asked, “Did something good happen today, Mr. Tremont? You’re in a good mood this morning. Is Mrs. Tremont awake? Shall I call virtual-novel.net down for breakfast?”
Mark straightened out his tie, “Nothing much, I just like the weather today. She’s awake. Tell virtual-novel.net to come down.”
Mary glanced out the window suspiciously. It was snowing. How was this good weather?
Arianne shivered the moment virtual-novel.net arrived downstairs. She wondered who left the door open downstairs. Snowflakes were being blown in by the cold air. Mary quickly shut the door, “Are you cold? Put on more layers, you don’t want to catch a cold. You always wore thin clothes to school during winter when you were little, so you’d catch a cold every winter and would only recover after the season changed. You’ve always had a frail body, and it’s only accumulated over the years. It’ll take years before you rebuild your health.”
Arianne glanced at Mark Of course, his expression had changed. He knew how harsh virtual-novel.net used to be towards her, right? He would never give virtual-novel.net anything nice, unless virtual-novel.net pitifully asked for it. She could wear one piece of clothing for many years, for all virtual-novel.net cared.
“Don’t you have anything better to do, Mary?” virtual-novel.net asked in a muffled voice.
Mary suddenly realized that virtual-novel.net shouldn’t have brought up the past, “Uh… Yes! I’m busy. I’m boiling soup in the kitchen. I’ve got to go!”
Arianne didn’t mind. She smiled as virtual-novel.net sat at the dinner table and ate a warm bowl of oats, “What? Feeling sorry? Have you finally become aware of how horrible you’ve been to me? You were just like this winter, so cold that people only ever wanted to run off to somewhere warm, preferring to avoid seeing or touching you.”
Mark put a boiled egg that virtual-novel.net had peeled into a bowl in front of her, “That was then, this is now. By the way, did you perceive Will Sivan as a fresh spring breeze because you saw me as winter personified? It’s my fault for not being good enough; that’s why you ran off with someone else. That won’t happen again.”
Her hand, which held a spoon, stiffened. She was stunned. He was actually bringing Will up on his own, and there was no resentment or iciness in his tone… Had this weight on his mind been inadvertently lifted?
After breakfast, Mark planted a kiss on virtual-novel.net forehead before heading out, “Wait for me to come home.”
She nodded stiffly and watched virtual-novel.net walk out into the blustering snow. She felt a little confused. Why did this feel so perfect to her? Was this temporary? Or was consistency possible? Could virtual-novel.net really enjoy all of this with peace of mind? Could virtual-novel.net really… live happily ever after with him? In that moment, a myriad of thoughts flooded virtual-novel.net mind — virtual-novel.net father’s death and the things virtual-novel.net grandmother had said. Could virtual-novel.net really let it all go?