“I’m glad you came, sweetheart. I was worried you’d decline my invitation,” Linda said with a sheepish grin.
“It’s okay. I was on my way back from Harry’s office so I thought dropping by wouldn’t hurt,” Margot replied.
“Still, I’m so happy to see you again.” Linda clasped her hands together. The heavy layer of makeup on her face didn’t help her hide the exhaustion and stress she felt.
Margot noticed it but chose to keep quiet. After assuming that Linda was Harry’s mistress, she couldn’t talk to her like before. Margot also said mean things about Linda and wondered if the latter would understand if she told her what was happening in her marriage.
“Are you staying for dinner? You have no idea how much I missed you.” Linda poured tea into the cup and served it to Margot. “You look better
