After making something fast with whatever I could find in the kitchen, I set up a small table in the living room, lighting a few candles to create a romantic ambience, it was simple, but what mattered was the little gesture and spending time together.
Just as with Claire, Chris and I barely had a moment alone during the week, this was the perfect time to catch up. When Chris arrived, he looked pleasantly surprised.
"What's all this?" he asked, a smile spreading across his face.
"Just thought we could have a nice dinner together," I said, pulling him into a hug.
We sat down to eat, enjoying the food and each other's company. As we talked, the conversation naturally turned to my mom's mysterious behaviour.
"She's been acting a bit odd lately," I told Chris, recounting the evening's brief encounter with my mom. "There have been a few times when she's come home late without much of an explanation."
