Two Hours Later;
Anastasia frowned when she saw Robb seated at the dining table. She drew in a sharp breath and rubbed her forehead.
He was deeply focused on his phone, so she ignored him entirely and walked past the living room. Jamie, who walked into the house behind her, noticed the little unwelcoming signals.
"Is there something you want to tell me?" Jamie asked when they got into their bedroom.
Anastasia shook her head. There was a slight hint of tiredness on her face, followed by a frown.
Jamie walked up behind her, hugged her from behind and slowly turned her to face him. He stared straight into her eyes without judgment. "Tell me what it is."
How would she tell him about her suspicion about Robb? She doesn't know how to bring that conversation up. For now, she doesn't even want to see Robb around.
