Nate was unhappy. He didn't dislike his pups, even if they were clingy with his wife. Still, they could be very, very annoying.
It was Sunday morning, two days after his failed night with Lara. In the end, she had slept with those little beasts hugging her tightly on that small bed. She had woken up on Saturday with a backache and a wavering mood.
However, she had been kind to him and the pups. She had asked Melanie for permission to prepare some breakfast, and she had fed her family with fresh pancakes.
Then, she had been absent-minded for the whole day. She would walk alone in the garden or read a book in the living room, but she didn't interact much with Nate or the pups.
Then, Sunday morning, she woke up with a smile. Most likely because she had managed to sleep.
She had prepared breakfast for everyone again, and then she had spent some time colouring with her kids.