"'Sides," she added mildly, "I was in Englad all of last week, and Jenny dragged me to a fucking forest retreat."

So London wasn't that great, either. (Also, it didn't really feel like home anymore, and she didn't know what to do with it.)

Also, you know what? She was just going to cuddle up against his side, now. If she was going to have to deal with the inevitable heartache of it all later, she might as well try and benefit from him actually being there now.

She did it slowly, though. Maybe it was an incredibly half-hearted attempt at playing it like she was just shifting that way by accident.