By late afternoon, she finally mustered the courage to go downstairs. Head held high defiantly, she padded her way down, rehearsing the performance she was going to put up. She had definitely heard the shuffle of Tristan's steps down here while she had been cowering and even though, things had gone silent for almost an hour now, she wasn't taking her chances in case she found out that he was still here after all. They had said nothing more than a goodnight to each other as they had arrived home in their separate cars the previous night, an increasing sense of awkwardness hanging in the air as they stiffly made their way up the stairs. She wasn't normally the type to shy away from her problems or leave elephants hanging in a room, but for the first time in so long, she was well and truly em
