Anna flinched, her expression twisting into a mixture of unease and distaste. She had hoped that after last night's incident, Marienne would be more cautious around her—especially now that they were bound by a dangerous secret.
It would have been the reasonable thing to do: avoid provoking one another without cause and keep a healthy distance to prevent drawing unwanted attention. But of course, Marienne had other ideas. As always.
"Marienne," Anna greeted her stiffly, casting wary glances at Constantine, who also looked somewhat taken aback by the other woman's familiarity. "What a pleasant surprise. I didn't expect to see you here today."
And that was the truth. When Constantine had invited her out for brunch, Anna had deliberately chosen a quiet coffee shop on the first floor of a department store—an unassuming place, far removed from the usual haunts of her new social circle.
