The next afternoon, Austin visited the east wing alone without Alina. Cecily was standing by the window. She turned when he entered. Her face softened with surprise and happiness. Even after so many visits, she still wasn't used to him simply walking in to meet her.
"You look terrible," she said.
"Thank you."
"When did you last sleep properly?"
Instead of answering, he sat on the sofa. She moved away from the window and sat beside him, shoulder to shoulder, like they used to as children.
"It's been a while since you came alone," she said.
"Alina is at the sewing circle," he replied.
"I know where she is," she said. "I'm asking why you came without her. You two usually arrive together."
He didn't answer. Instead, he began looking around the room.
"I needed to talk to you," he said, hesitating a little. "Without her here."
"About what?"
He went quiet again. He didn't have the courage yet. Cecily understood and decided to confront him directly.
