The expression that went on Simione's face, hurt Lyndon in so many ways. Unlike before where she would practically throw herself up at him, the girl right then only gave her a bland smile.
"You don't really have to come home brother Don," Simione replied politely and the ambiance went down awkwardly.
"My grandson, is that for Sisi?" Madam Silicia took special notice of the bouquet of flowers that he was holding. Lyndon then for some reason felt lost and unconfident, as if he didn't know how to act right in Simione's presence anymore.
