Lily looked at the clock and clenched her jaw tightly. It was almost 8 AM, and he still wasn't back. She shoved a piece of pancake into her mouth, whilst trying to convince herself that she doesn't care about his whereabouts and what time he wants to come home.
Her little session with herself was interrupted by the small click of the door opening, and she immediately turned towards the door. The fork she was holding onto dropped onto the plate, causing a clinking sound to resonate round the dining, invariably making Asher look up to meet her wide eyes. Lily felt a cluster of emotions all at once; sadness, betrayal, and most of all anger at the sight of her husband walking into their house, looking disheveled, with her sister trailing behind him with a smug smile on her face. She tried to
