Cash’s voice broke her out of her reverie. Shaking herself, Adrienne sat up, returning to her meal. “No, you’re right. I was foolish to think that would be realistic.” She muttered without hostility. She just felt tired instead, and resorted to eating the rest of her food in silence. But then: “I think I might turn in early if you don’t mind, darling.” She cast him a morose smile.

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