Chapter 33
- She picked up her coffee again. Took a long sip.
- The kitchen was quiet for a moment. Outside the window, the garden was visible — the bench under the tree easy to spot from here, the exact spot where she had fallen asleep last night without meaning to, where the air had changed and she had known, bone-deep and furious about it, exactly who was standing behind her.
- She looked away from the window.