Sophie's Point Of View
With a grin that grows as she lets go of Xavier's mother's hands, Celeste whispers, “Oh, this will be fun.”
She glances back at me with judgment. “So, you two are actually married? Oh, how sad.”
“Yes, that is correct. I am his wife,” I say, maintaining a steady tone.
Xavier's mother laughs softly, almost pityingly. “Oh, Sophie, my love. There is no need to become so defensive.”
She turns to smile affectionately at Celeste. Her adjustment is still ongoing.
Making adjustments as if I were a transient visitor, an outsider who must find her place.
Celeste gives a little tilt. “Being thrust into a world that is not yours must be difficult, you know.”
“Sophie, tell me. How does it feel knowing that everyone in this house wishes I were in your position?” She spouts
