She grins— “Is it too progressive that I hyphenated my name?” She questions, before laughing. “I don’t even care if it is,” she grins, showing her to the spa.

“This seat taken?” Pulling out the stool next to her husband.

She orders a glass of white wine and sits next to him, leaning to his side. “What’s going on?” She asks, reading him like a book. “Talk to me.”

She frowns, squeezing his hand softly— “I don’t know if that’s something to ever get used to-“ she sighs. “I know I don’t—but we have one another, we always will-“ she wouldn’t lose him again.

“Me too—“ she murmurs. “I swear the end of the year for the school gets busier each year,” she sighs. “I’ve never been so happy that summer break is slowly approaching,” she laughs.

“I don’t even know anymore,” she sighs, but nods, trying to muster up some good energy. She goes to their room, changing into the robe and peeking out to find her best friend afterward.