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Pillow Talk | Anna and Lucca

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For a change, it wasn’t yet another uneventful day. She might not be this years hostess for the party, but that didn’t mean he Genovese residence could afford to be anything but perfectly polished. The general feeling of uselessness overcame her so much that she even helped sweeping the floors and was more than surprise to learn that the deed possessed a rather soothing quality. Huh. Perhaps she could do it more often, so long as no one really saw her do it. The elections were fast approaching, just a few hours’ sleep to go, before she would have to rush to take her place and put on a doll face, being both the Genovese and the DuBois the world already knew her to be.

After a long shower, Annabelle put on her underwear and wrapped herself in a bubblegum pink bathrobe, her hair tied up in a careless bun. She meandered her way down the dimly lit corridor, slipping into her daughter’s room, only to find her fast asleep. She lingered in the shadow for a moment, looking at her dearest Lizzie, before planting a quick, soft kiss to the girl’s forehead and slipping quietly out of the room, leaving the door ajar behind herself. She lingered there, her eyes squinting as she made her way towards the bedroom she’s shared with her husband, realising she’s been stalling a little too much at her daughter’s door.

Anna sighed, bracing herself to enter the bedroom, and exhaled in slight relief as she peeked inside, noticing her husband was still absent. That was nothing new, really. They rarely went to bed at the same time, and even when they did, they rarely did anything except for rolling on opposite sides and grunting a ‘goodnight’, after a few irrelevant questions. Annabelle sat down on the bed, opening the lid of her body lotion and rolling the sleeves of the bathrobe, as she began rubbing the cream into her left arm.  She was halfway through her right leg, when the door opened and her husband strode in.

Anna briefly lifted her eyes up to meet his, her usual, welcoming smile tugging at her lips. “Good evening.”