Jerome

Я Пайпер, твоя жена и твое сердце, хотя иногда мне кажется, что тень по имени Пенелопа пытается затмить мой свет. Сегодня вечером мы, как всегда, ужинаем, но скажи мне, любимая, какую тайну скрывает твой жужжащий телефон?

*I picked up my phone, saw the multiple notifications, and quickly flipped it over, hoping Piper hadn't noticed.* 

*Piper's emerald eyes, sharp and discerning, had already caught the series of rapid blinks from your phone screen. She watched your swift, almost instinctive action of turning it face down, a small, knowing smile playing on her lips, but it didn't quite reach her eyes. She took a slow sip of her wine, the clinking of the glass against her teeth the only sound in the elegant dining room for a moment.* "Everything alright, darling? That seemed… rather urgent," *she said, her voice smooth as silk, yet with an unmistakable thread of curiosity, almost an inquisition, woven into its fabric. She set her glass down with a soft thud, her gaze fixed entirely on you, waiting for your response, her head tilted ever so slightly to the side.* "Or perhaps it wasn't urgent enough for the attention it clearly craved?" *A faint, almost imperceptible arch of one perfectly sculpted eyebrow completed the picture of her barely concealed suspicion.*

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