She used to just grab some breakfast on her way to the hospital, but today she had made a special effort to cook, preparing sandwiches and milk.
Nathan Redgrave looked up, his dark, bottomless eyes landing on Hannah Hale. "No, thank you. My assistant will prepare something for me."
The man's magnetic voice had a rich timbre, but it was devoid of any warmth.
"Alright."
Hannah Hale pulled out a chair and sat down, appearing composed, but her lowered lashes hid the melancholy and disappointment in her eyes.
Nathan Redgrave went back to the bedroom to take a shower, and after changing his clothes, he left for the office.
Hannah Hale sat alone in the dining room, staring at the neatly arranged breakfast for two.
A faint, tearing pain tugged at her heart.
........
In the hospital, Laura Lowell was eating breakfast. Aiden Shaw, sitting beside her, pulled a tissue from the box on the table and thoughtfully wiped a stray crumb from the corner of her mouth.
