Chapter 62

• They both sit down to eat, but Vienna only picks at her food. Her appetite is gone. She had imagined that Alan would miss her-maybe even rush to embrace her the moment he walked in. But instead, he's cold and distant, barely acknowledging her presence.
• "You're not eating," Alan observes quietly. "It might help with your hangover."
• Vienna scoffs, clearly irritated. "Why did you even come back? I thought you had work to do."