Back inside the hilltop house
Daniel had smoothly dodged Anna's question when his phone rang. He excused himself, saying the call was urgent, and stepped away before she could press him further.
Left alone, Anna remained sprawled lazily on the couch, the remote loosely held in her hand as a movie played on the television. She tried to focus, letting the scenes flicker past her eyes, but no matter how hard she tried, her mind kept drifting back to Daniel. To his sudden seriousness. To the things he had left unsaid.
With a frustrated sigh, she muted the television and set the remote aside.
Staying still was getting her nowhere.
She pushed herself up and began to wander around the house. She had not really had the chance to explore the place properly since they arrived, and curiosity quietly nudged her forward.
