Adam leaned back again, his smile widening slightly as though he were discussing something amusing rather insiduous.
"We can go two ways about this," he said smoothly in a calm voice "And I think it would be quite good. You've done well with screwing Melody's head over the last many years. I am genuinely impressed, Mrs. Thomas." He paused for a sigh and continued, "A woman who is totally crazy and a sadist on the inside can pretend to be so loving and normal on the outside for so long… well, it takes talent."
"Melody is not crazy!" Marianne snapped sharply, her composure cracking for the first time.
Adam's smile didn't fade. If anything, it deepened, as though her reaction was funny
"I wasn't talking about Melody," he said softly, his tone almost amused as he gave her a pointed look. "If you get what I mean."
Marianne froze, the implication sliding into place like a blade between her ribs. He wasn't calling Melody crazy. He was calling her crazy.
