On the way home, the four kids were sprawled out on the backseat. Their seat belts were the only thing keeping them from toppling over each other in their slumber.
Thalassa was in the passenger seat, and Lysander was behind the wheel.
Thalassa would sneak glances at Lysander every now and then, curious about his conversation with Zephyr. But his stern profile put her off, and she swallowed her questions.
When they got home, Lysander carried each of the kids to their beds. It was already past six in the evening, and they were likely to sleep straight through until the morning.
"I'll be going now. I have work tomorrow." Thalassa told Lysander, who had just emerged from the kids' rooms.
His intense gaze made her feel a sudden sense of danger, and a strange pressure began building in her chest.
“I’ll be going now.” She quickly said while heading for the door, as if he were afraid of being held back.
Upon reaching the courtyard, she glanced back to find that Lysander hadn't followed. She finally let out a sigh of relief.
Their chauffeur had just returned. He had driven them to the Sinclair’s house, and because there were too many of them for one car, Lysander had driven the Sinclair’s car back, leaving the chauffeur to bring their car home.
Upon seeing the chauffeur arrive, Thalassa asked politely, "Could you give me a lift home?"
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