Betrayed By Husband, Stolen By Brother In Law

"Thank you so much for coming, Melanie," Marianna said warmly as she set the teacup down beside the papers and stared at the girl in front of her, almost unable to move her eyes. "I was really looking forward to this. I know it’s a bit of an imposition, especially with your schedule... but I truly value your input."

Melanie gave a polite smile and shook her head, a smile on her face, which was more out of reflec than it was genuine as she continued, "It’s no problem. I’m just not entirely sure I’m the best person for this sort of thing. I don’t really have a lot of experience with interiors or layout choices. Not in this kind of setting, at least."

Marianna tilted her head, her eyes kind. "That might be exactly why I want your input."

Melanie looked up, slightly confused.

"I mean it. Last time when you saw the pictures and suggested the changes, suddenly made sense. Everything you’ve suggested so far-whether you realised it or not- has made me feel exactly why this house never felt like home. And whenever I imagine the changes you’ve suggested, it feels like his house will feel more like a home again. Even that comment you made last time about the sitting area feeling too formal and old fashioned, I wanted that changed, and it feels warmer now. Less stiff."

Melanie gave a faint, almost reluctant smile as she looked around the small study, curious at the homely feel of it, different from the rest of the house, "That wasn’t a suggestion really. It was more of an observation. But this place... you’ve emptied the entire house and not touched a single thing here. Why?"

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Marianne glanced around at the study and smiled and then at the framed picture on the desk.," I dare not change anything here. This is my husband’s domain that he lets me use all the time. But if I make changes, he might actually ban me from entering."

Melanie grinned at that and nodded," I can understand that. Men can be guarded about their territories."

That’s exactly what I appreciate. See, you understand me. It is why I am choosing you. I’d rather something feel a little mismatched, a little lived-in... than have it look like it belongs in a showroom catalogue. There’s something cold about that kind of perfection. It doesn’t suit this house. Or me. Now, I love this room and it has been done up by him, who doesn’t know anything about colour coordination. I think we get used to assuming that only the experts know best. But sometimes, an honest reaction, a fresh pair of eyes, is worth just as much, if not more. That’s what you’ve given me."