"Hey, what's with the daydreaming? Hand me the water glass."

All was well until Leda spoke, and just like that-crash! The perfect harmony shattered.

York's mouth twitched, "Can I make a suggestion?"

"...Go ahead." Leda took a sip of her ice water, instantly feeling refreshed.

"Could you maybe soften your tone when talking to me? We're a couple, not enemies. You know, my mom would worry." "Worry about what?"

"Worry about her son being bullied by you!"

Leda was speechless.

"Should I speak like this then, honey? ~Do you think your mom would like this dress I picked out? It took me forever to choose~"

York felt numb all over: "Actually... maybe keep the edge. It's better that way."

The edge felt more normal.

Whenever Leda's voice went soft, he felt like he was a second away from being choked to death.

"Say 'edge' one more time, I dare you?"

York: "Not edgy, not at all."

But the word 'edge' was still there, wasn't it?!

applied

"Alright, let's go."

was stunned:

look. It's designed to fool guys like you into thinking I'm not wearing any. Pretty clever, huh?" York, who had been fooled more times than he could count, was

felt like every word

the Gibson Mansion, it

stood at the doorway, peering out until she finally saw her son's car. She hurried over with a smile

got out of the car, Katrina took her

dear, come in, come in. It's too hot out here."

like, "WTF?" What about me? Am I not

overslept this morning, then took forever choosing an outfit and doing my makeup. We're so late,

had barely stepped through

when he heard Leda playing the sweet girl in

with sugar, a stark contrast

en

doing this on

Hmph!

all. You must be exhausted from staying

can I do for

ove

us? We'll need an aromatherapy SPA session, hmm... with an anti-aging treatment.

work

no problem with

had been ages since her last spa day, and she

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