During the dinner, I didn't see Christie. Nobody talked during dinner. My mother didn't even glance at me once. It was different from the dinners at my house. When my father was sober, he would act in a lively manner. I also loved watching Ayaka's expressions when she saw her favourite food or the food that she hated. My mother wasn't always there, but she wasn't this cold when she was with my father and Ayaka. In the end, I put away my thoughts.
Nothing much happened in the next few days. My grandfather didn't talk to me. He seemed to be quite busy. My mother left home early with Christie for the concertos. At night, she would visit me once and kiss my forehead while I pretended to be asleep. I felt a little guilty for saying those words to Christie. I decided to treat Adrian better. He was growing on me. We played and ate together, and also talked about books and other trivial things. He had no idea about my mother's relationship with Christie.
