Maria's POV I lifted a piece of toast, trying to be less bothered as Andrew is, but the pounding in my head made me set it down again. I didn't sleep well throughout the night, “Claire?” I called gently, pushing back my chair. “Do you have something for a headache?” She nodded from the doorway. “Of course, Miss Smith. I’ll get it right away.” I stood, smoothing my palms down the sides of my loose dress. My body ached to escape the tension in that dining room, even just for a moment, before he comes back in, and that's if he will. I left quickly, heading toward the kitchen where Claire kept the medicine cabinet. In my haste, I didn’t notice I’d left my phone sitting on the table, screen side up. Andrew’s POV I didn't plan to come back to the table, but I felt it was too harsh to have left her without uttering any word to her. She looked like she barely had any sleep over the night, I came back in to see her rushing to the kitchen. Her phone was there on the table, next to he
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