Weddings And Forgotten Ones : 1
He took a small sip from the cup in hand as his eyes searched the room . He still wore his usual passive expression , smiling now and then at the guests . But from the way he fidgeted with his wedding ring , anyone could tell he was anxious . A sudden tap on the shoulder broke his train of thought . Turning around , he immediately stiffened . "Mrs.Belle", he greeted , the same feigned smile plastered on his lips . "Thomas ! How dashing you are looking tonight", the lady spoke in her usual calm tone . "You look very beautiful yourself", he said , smile widening . This was usual . Thomas was now accustomed to the flattery and small talk . He had adapted rather quickly . "Where is your wife though ?" "She went to see the bride I suppose ." She didn't miss the way her son-in-law's eyes glinted at the mention of the bride . "So , I heard you know 'her' pretty well ?" "Yes I do indeed . We used to be neighbours . We were...good friends ." "Oh", her expression changed slightly . "That was all in the past though", Thomas was quick to cover up . The last thing he wanted to do was give the lady unnecessary suspicions . Her calculated smile returned as a commotion began in the hall .