[ There's a long moment of tense silence, as she processes what he's told to her. Everything falls into context -- her fight over the phone with Madison, Cross suddenly avoiding her, all of it. The building fury in her face falters into something a little uncertain. She isn't sure how it all came to this.
Finally, after a while, she lifts a hand to her face, giving herself a moment before she responds. ]
Y'talked t'Maddie about us? [ Something clenches tight in her chest. She hadn't told her husband everything. And he hadn't told her how much he knew. There's a feeling like fear working its way up her throat. ] And then what? Y'promised not t'see me? That's what all a'this was about?
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Finally, after a while, she lifts a hand to her face, giving herself a moment before she responds. ]
Y'talked t'Maddie about us? [ Something clenches tight in her chest. She hadn't told her husband everything. And he hadn't told her how much he knew. There's a feeling like fear working its way up her throat. ] And then what? Y'promised not t'see me? That's what all a'this was about?
[ An exhale. ] Oh, Cross.