There was peace at home.
Lucian thankfully stopped sulking and Chester had been enjoying his renewed play time.
If I hadn't known better, I could have forgotten what had just happened. But that would be impossible, considering my husband's new obsession.
Not that I'm not allowed to talk to other people. I just have to let him slink around me while doing so.
If the conversation took a while, I had better touch him somehow, somewhere, as an assurance that I still remembered he was standing close by.
The assistants were the first to notice, and their reactions alone were proof that something life-changing was happening before our midst.
But Lucian was much calmer this way. And it wasn't really anything difficult. If anything, it felt like getting a new pet that feeds me instead of the other way around.
The pet even walks itself and listens well when I complain about not finding the right vendors or when I just want to rant about anything.
