“Perhaps take a sandwich with you?"

“No need, but thank you."

With that, Sanford departed, suitcase in tow.

Left alone, Maggie stood in quiet contemplation, a pang of discomfort settling in her chest.

Sanford's obvious displeasure was troubling.

Could their relationship be nearing its end?

Was she truly the most thankless lover he'd had?

After freshening up, Karina joined Rosalynn in the kitchen to Lend a hand.

Glancing over at her, Rosalynn asked, “Karina, do you recall what happened Last night?"

Karina was tending to the oven, her face paling slightly at the question.

“Yes, I recall. I wasn't feeling great, so I asked you to drink with me."

“And then?"

“Then... I was bothered while dancing, I encountered Barlow, and then my brother and Annalise showed up."

She wasn't entirely inebriated.

As Rosalynn retrieved the cake from the oven, she probed further.

"Do you remember what you did to Barlow?"

Karina paused, her expression puzzled.

"What did I do to him?"

With a quirk of her eyebrows, Rosalynn informed her, “You embraced and kissed him, and repeatedly asked him to be your boyfriend. Do you not remember?"

A flicker of unease crossed Karina's face.

“I have a faint recollection... It must've been the alcohol. You understand,"

Rosalynn chuckled.