It's not about how big the house is, it's about how happy the home is.
-Unknown-
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Lise was trying her best to keep a smile on her face, but she couldn't help taking an extra glance every now and then at the empty glass in Gael's hand.
"What is it?" Gael stopped talking to the guests, who came to him to make small talk, offering congratulations, blessings and the formalities that entailed behind it.
He could feel Lise's eyes on him so often, thus he thought she wanted to say something.
But, Lise shook her head and spoke softly. "I am tired." She tried her best to hide her nervousness and curiosity about how long the poison would take the effect on him.
It had been ten minutes, but Lise couldn't see any sign that the poison had any effect on him. Or maybe it was not strong enough?
Lise shook her head again, but in Gael's eyes, she looked anxious, making him think maybe it was because of her pregnancy.