“Why is Aunt Diana here?” asked Cressa in a scared whisper. She had left the mug with three cups of ice cream in it, just to hug me and hide behind my back.
“Ah, you rude little girl,” Diana laughed. She didn't care if I gave her a sarcastic look. “Don't you want to eat with your dear aunt here?”
Cressa hid even more behind my back.
“Stop it, Diana,” I said firmly. “You're making her uncomfortable.”
Did Diana care about my warning? Of course not. She laughed at us to her heart's content. Sitting in front of me without any guilt. The look in her eyes was also haughty and condescending.
“You're really enjoying your time as Seth Rapael's wife, huh.” Diana smiled slyly. “I guessed that you would end up enjoying every single thing he gave you.”
“Enough.” I tried to be patient. “What do yo
