Cassian regretted bringing up Lucy's past marriage. At first, things were fine—she casually mentioned how her husband had cheated on her. But soon, it turned into a full-blown rant. She started cursing her ex, venting about his bad habits, how it affected her mental health, and even mentioned a daughter Cassian hadn't known about. By the time they'd finished most of their food, her grievances had taken up the bulk of the conversation.
"Now, who's going to marry a 51-year-old hag like me?" Lucy said with a sad expression.
Cassian, who had tuned her out somewhere in the middle of her rant, was now completely lost. He blinked in confusion, remembering something about a 51-year-old woman from earlier. "Wait... who's 51?"
Lucy gave him a puzzled look before sighing and clarifying, "Me..."
"You? 51 years old?" Cassian asked in shock, almost spitting out his water.
