chapter 60

The breakfast table is quiet.

We're having heavy breakfast but not as heavy as the tension on the table. Sophia has a little smirk on her face, her eyes playing ping-pong from Damien to me to Damien and then back to me.

She bites on a sausage and clears her throat.

"Sleeping separately?" She shakes her head. "Don't know much about these kind of things but I know sèx is the glue to a marriage. When you take it off the table, you're screwed. It's sad that divorce is knocking on your door when you should be in the honeymoon phase."

When Sophia stormed into our room so early in the morning and woke us up, Damien immediately kicked her out. That gave us enough time to cook up a lie as we got ourselves ready for work. Let's hope she buys it.

I stretch my hand to Damien, smiling at him before I set my eyes on Sophia.

"We are still in the honeymoon phase." I pause. "Unfortunately, your brother is a workaholic. He's obsessed with working. Sometimes I feel like throwing his laptop over the wind