The risky, thrilling scene unfolds without Ivy noticing.
By now, Harry and Margaret have already tidied up the "crime scene," pretending to be busy cooking. Everything appears normal.
"Mom? Do we have any fruit? I'm thirsty. I want an apple~~ If there are cherries, even better!~~" Ivy coquettishly calls out to the kitchen again.
"Yes... We do... Let me wash them first, I'll bring them to you right away..." Margaret stammers, avoiding her daughter's gaze. The scare from Ivy has left her flustered and struggling to regain her composure.
For Margaret, today has been far too intense. All the shocks and thrills she's experienced in her life combined probably pale in comparison to this single day.
And it's precisely this excitement and infidelity that has allowed Margaret, a beautiful woman who has always followed the smooth, preordained path of life, to taste the thrill and exhilaration of betrayal.
