Framed

Eliza looked at the picture in the frame. She had been so surprised when she got the print from Alessandra Wagnall, because she had followed her career for a long time and the print was one that she had admired. Oscar got it for her as a gift right after her miscarriage, and it was something beautiful that she loved to gaze at and even Bibi loved when she held her up so she could see it.

Flash forward to the present, Alessandra Wagnall was in her apartment. Alessandra was a force of nature, and it was clear that Oscar was besotted. 

Eliza hated herself for feeling jealous when Oscar had a new lover, but she couldn’t help it. Especially since this woman’s print had been given to her as a gift to soothe her after a miscarriage that could have been Oscar’s baby. And after every earth-shattering break-up he had they got closer to each other. Had she ever been as close to him as she was now?

Alessandra was lovely nonetheless, and she could not help but be swept up by her herself.

“I had to bring something to make for you since you were so kind to have me over,” Alessandra said.

“But I have food for you,” Eliza smiled. “I promise!”

“I wanted to make you some dessert, and there is always room for more of that!” Alessandra smiled, and held Eliza’s hand. There was something in the way she held her hand, and the way that they smiled at each other that made Eliza nod and let Alessandra take over her kitchen.

They were all drinking wine after dinner, and that was when Rafe came home. Alessandra charmed him as well, and he raised his eyebrows at Eliza. She and her husband had a silent exchange.

“She is lovely,” he said to her in the kitchen, and Eliza nodded,

“She is.”

“Oscar’s newest?” 

Eliza nodded and cut the edge of her finger with the wine opener she suddenly couldn’t manage. 

Bandaged finger in tow, they walked back into the living room, Eliza observed Oscar and Alessandra sitting together as lovely as any couple painted in a frame. Speaking their own silent language…

More Wicked Wednesday here: