167|Not Living In The 50s

Erica slipped into her role of the injured and wronged party as soon as Eden and her son stepped inside her parents' penthouse.

Despite the change in her folks' marital status, nothing much had changed in their matrimonial home. The place still looked as it did the last time she was here, and they issued her the ultimatum that sent her running to the Blue Mountains.

And as Eden sat in the loveseat facing the pool on the deck, listening to Erica's outrage, she realised she'd come full circle, and two years on, her son was under discussion once again.

"Why didn't you tell us, Edie?" Erica sniffled dramatically in her seat while Steve stuffed his face with last night's meatloaf and downed his red wine.

He'd piled on more weight since Eden last saw him at La Famiglia, and he didn't look happy or healthy. She was concerned for him, but with too many problems of her own today, she couldn't possibly handle his as well. Maybe when her life made sense again, s