Back when we were in school, our relationship had always been lukewarm at best. We had kept things polite.
My family background was far humbler than hers and I had never dared to imagine becoming part of her world. I could still hear my father’s advice, “Be low-key.”
She waved her hand dismissively, her tone casual. "Oh, don’t be so formal! After all, we were dormmates. Congratulations! Your son is adorable. I saw him earlier and he’s so cute!"
Her calm demeanor surprised me. Weren’t there rumors of a fierce scandal between her and Spencer?
I had expected some tension, but Lucy seemed unfazed. Was this how affair partners behave nowadays?
"Where’s your son now? I’d love to see him again, that little face is just too precious!" Lucy’s eyes sparkled with enthusiasm as she held my hand, her excitement infectious.
I didn’t like her touch, though it was unexpected. She had always seemed distant, but now, her cheerful personality threw me off.
"He’s asleep. The nanny’s watching him," I explained. "But I can take you to see him if you’d like."