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Chapter 1774
Chapter 1774
Thalassa and Lysander were cozied up at the dinner table, indulging in a delicious meal. Just as they were about to finish, Thalassa's phone rang. She picked it up to see Hertha calling. Without hesitation, she answered.
"Thalassa, what are you up to? Oh, right, you've just pulled off a wedding heist, must be all lovey-dovey with Lysander, sickeningly sweet. Unlike me, feeling like I've been put through the wringer, heart, liver, spleen, stomach, and kidneys, all aching," Hertha's voice came through the phone, laden with a wish-to-cry despondence.
Sensing something was off with Hertha, Thalassa asked, "What's wrong?"
"It's too much to explain over the phone. Can we meet in person? Do you have time?" Hertha sighed.
Hertha, usually so vibrant and cheerful, sounded so downhearted that Thalassa sensed something serious was amiss.
Covering the mouthpiece, she looked over at Lysander for approval, "Hertha needs me, is it okay if I step out for a bit?" Lysander dabbed his mouth with a napkin and asked, "Are you done eating?"
"Yeah, I'm full," Thalassa nodded.
"Go ahead, then," Lysander said.
Quickly putting down her fork, Thalassa hurriedly stood up, promising, "I'll be back before 8 p.m."NôvelDrama.Org holds this content.
"Mhm," came Lysander's low, maic affirmation.
With a smile, Thalassa said, "Then I'm off."
Grabbing her jacket, she headed out while Lysander instructed Fitch, "Have the driver take her."
"Right away, sir," Fitch sprang into action.
Thalassa found Hertha by the lake in the park.
She was sitting on a bench, facing the lake. The breeze lifted her wig slightly, casting a long, lonely shadow under the streetlights.
Seeing her like this, Thalassa's heart
ached. She approached, draping an arm around Hertha's shoulders, and tried to lighten the mood, "What's got our 'sunshine' so down? Is it that time of year when the sunshine starts to fade?"
Hertha snapped back to reality, leaning into Thalassa's embrace with a heavy breath, "Thalassa, you know, I was finally ready to let go of the past, not to dwell on Alaric's history, and build a family with him, give our kids a whole family. We were supposed to get our marriage license today..."
"That sounds great, though. Where's the license? Let me see it?" Thalassa probed gently, trying to uncover more about Hertha's situation.
Hertha swatted Thalassa's extended hand away with a mournful look, "It fell through, we didn't get it."
"What happened? Why did it fall through?" Thalassa pulled her close, sharing the cool breeze off the lake.
Hertha's eyes dimmed, tears falling
as she recounted the day's events, "Three years ago, that night between Georgia and Alaric... Georgia got pregnant with Alaric's child, and the kid's over two years old now."
"What?" Thalassa was taken aback, expecting only a minor spat between Hertha and Alaric, not a revelation of this magnitude!