Emma stiffened at the word "wife," her smile faltering. "Wife..." she repeated under her breath, her voice barely audible.
Claire pretended not to notice Emma's awkwardness and asked, "Were you talking to me just now?"
Emma shook her head quickly, brushing off the moment. "No, I wasn't. I didn't say anything. Do you want something?" Emma asked thinking Claire probably needed something; hence, she came knocking.
Claire let the moment slide, deciding not to push Emma further. Instead, she clasped her hands together, shifting the conversation to the direction Emma wanted.
"Well, if it's not too much of a bother, I was hoping you could do me a favor."
"A favor?" Emma repeated, her hesitation evident.
Claire nodded. "I didn't bring much with me—just the essentials. I was thinking of going shopping today to get some clothes, but I really don't want to go alone. Would you mind coming with me? I would really love it, except of course if you're busy."
