Never his

The relief I felt was short lived with the emergence of someone else. A woman, Ellie. I know this because she is the only female in this house that can approach Gregory without any fear. She moves in front him and brings her hand to his upper arm. She looks like she is saying something but he turns from her to face my direction. I duck immediately, for fear of being seen which is stupid because it is unlikely for them to see me on this recliner.

My heart beats erratically, this is what I get for trying to snoop.

Wait, this isn't snooping, I was here before they came, so, yeah, I'm definitely not snooping.

Gregory takes a gulp of his drink, which I assume to be whiskey, his eyes are on the pool. He is unaware of my presence here but my treacherous heart is still beating so fast.

Ellie moves in front of him for the second time, she is closer to him this time gazing into his eyes. He moves his gaze to her but moves his gaze back to the pool. He says something to her with his eyes sti