Today, Lysander only lingered on the edge of the play mat for a few seconds before striding away, marching upstairs with a visage that was stormy and dark as a winter's night.
Thalassa watched Lysander's retreating figure, exhaling a breath she didn't realize she'd been holding. Her body relaxed, but her heart remained taut with unease, wondering what had ruffled his feathers. She had already laid out the reasons for her meet-up with Callum today, and he had accepted her explanation.
Why was he suddenly in a huff again?
Thalassa had never been able to fully read Lysander.
"Mama, does Daddy not like our new house?" Elowen's little face turned towards Thalassa, her expression one of tiny heartbreak as she asked in a timid voice.
Thalassa quickly soothed her, "No, sweetheart. Daddy's just busy with work, and he’s gone to take care of it."
"Yeah, Daddy loves his work, so we should build him an office!" chimed in Dorian, his eyes lighting up with the idea.
"And a desk!" added Atticus.
"And bookshelves, and a computer!" Sophia chimed in, letting her imagination run wild.
"Okay, let’s build with the blocks together!" Elowen regained her cheer, grabbing hold of the colorful pieces and resuming her construction.
The other three children were equally absorbed in their play, creating a cacophony of joyous laughter.
After putting the four children to bed that evening, Thalassa headed to the master bedroom to shower since all her clothes were there. Not visiting the master bedroom would mean no clothes to change into, and taking clothes out to shower elsewhere would seem overly deliberate, possibly tipping Lysander off to her evasiveness.
When Thalassa entered the master bedroom, Lysander was nowhere to be seen. He must have been busy working in the study.
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