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“You look gorgeous, Azzaria, and you’re always welcome at my house,” she replied.
Dillon joined us but snatched the baby from Mara without even greeting her. She didn’t seem to mind and instead took pictures of Dillon with baby Isaiah.
His name was fitting, and he was the cutest baby. I couldn’t help but imagine Dillon as a father one day; it was a pleasant thought, but not anytime soon.
“Are you going to say hi to your favorite sister?” She finally asked.
“Hello, Mara. You look stunning,” he replied, shifting his attention back to the baby. “Can I keep him, please?”
“No… But you can come visit and spend time with him. Azzaria will give you all the babies in the world soon,” Mara said, implying a possible future with him. I saw it too.
“I hope so,” he replied, his tone tinged with a touch of sadness.
He kissed the baby’s head and handed him back to Mara, who placed him in his stroller to nap. It was heartwarming to see how she didn’t let a big event stop her from taking her baby.
I didn’t know what to say, so I remained silent, sipping my free champagne and surveying the room. The topic of children was a sensitive one, especially since it was apparent that they were in his future.
“Where’s the bathroom?” I asked.
“Straight to the left. Are you okay?”
“Yeah, I just need to use the restroom,” I giggled. “I’ll be back soon.”
As I walked away, I overheard Mara saying to Dillon, “I’m so sorry for bringing up children, I forgot…” before I moved out of earshot. My thoughts were a jumbled mess, and I accidentally bumped into a woman.
I recognized her from the tabloid photo with Dillon that I had seen earlier. Anxiety struck me for the second time that evening, and I just wanted to disappear.
“I’m so sorry,” I apologized and bent down to pick up my clutch, which had fallen to the floor.
“You’re Dillon’s date,” she remarked in a judgmental tone. I told Dillon that I sensed she had a thing for him, married or not.
“And you’re his business partner, right?”
“He didn’t mention you at all when we had lunch earlier today, but it’s nice to meet you,” she said, smiling and offering her hand for a handshake. The mention of their lunch earlier took me by surprise. “I’m his business partner and friend. You don’t strike me as his type, though,” she commented with a hint of disdain.
“You clearly don’t know your friend all that well, then,” I retorted.
“You’re as feisty as Annalise. It’s funny because she’s as fiery as you, and Dillon still left her. He usually goes for blondes with slimmer bodies and taller statures, but I guess you’ll do for him for now.” Her words hit me like a punch to the gut, and my insecurities surged. Fortunately, I had mastered concealing my emotions.
“Good to know. But where’s your husband? I remember Dillon telling me you’re married.” My response seemed to strike a chord with her, as I noticed her blinking rapidly and clearing her throat.
“I’m in the process of getting a divorce,” she finally admitted, confirming what she had been insinuating.
“I see,” I replied, and she seemed visibly uncomfortable. “I have to go meet others now. Goodbye.”
I rushed to the bathroom and sent a text to Abigail, asking her to meet me there. I needed her before I lost my composure in this place.
Dillon
My mother summoned Mara and I, so we left the baby with Alexander. Azzaria wasn’t in my sight, so I shot her a quick text. She probably went to sit with Abigail or joined my friends in the designated area. They made me feel comfortable, and I had no complaints about them.
Me
Precious, where are you? Are you doing okay?
I waited in the chat for about five minutes without receiving a response. With a sigh, I decided to head over to my “family.”
“You called, and here we are,” I spoke on behalf of Mara and I.
