They both sit down to eat, but Vienna only picks at her food. Her appetite is gone. She had imagined that Alan would miss her-maybe even rush to embrace her the moment he walked in. But instead, he's cold and distant, barely acknowledging her presence."You're not eating," Alan observes quietly. "It might help with your hangover."Vienna scoffs, clearly irritated. "Why did you even come back? I thought you had work to do."Alan looks up, puzzled. "What's wrong?""Did you even miss me at all?" she snaps, her voice rising with emotion.Alan pauses, fork in hand. "What do you mean?""Forget it," she mutters, standing abruptly. "Just enjoy your precious food."She storms off, but Alan quickly moves to block her path. Gently, he takes her arm, holding her close."Tell me what I did wrong," he says softly, his voice laced with concern.Vienna looks up at him, caught in the intensity of his gaze. His touch, his voice, the way he's looking at her-she can't stay angry. Her walls crumble. Ins
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