Zeno started.
"Hi, Darling, it's me, your darling wife, Georgia Einstein. I've missed you, I've missed us, and I love you, I-"
Sebastian scoffed, interrupting Zeno.
"Carry on," He cleared his throat and went quiet.
Zeno sighed and continued.
"I want to apologize for the misunderstanding that happened years ago; please, let us get back to how we used to be; I know Ken must need his mummy now, and you, too, must need your wife, always here for you, reach out to me with the number below." Zeno stretched the letter to Sebastian.
"The number is below-"
"You think I should call her?" Sebastian sounded offended.
Zeno shrugged, "She's your wife-"
Sebastian was in front of Zeno in a matter of seconds, his arm around his waist, "She's not my wife, Zeno," He leaned his face down to Zeno's and whispered.
