Hannah could have smacked herself for leaving her wand on the bedside table. She really hadn't wanted a glass of tea, it had been an excuse to step away. An excuse that she'd hoped he'd have taken as an opportunity to come away from a less intimate setting where they could actually have a real conversation. However, he made it obvious that he didn't care to tell her the truth. In response she wanted to yell and scream and break things, but she wouldn't because she had no wand to cast a silencing charm and he needed to sleep.
Instead, she walked over to the couch and buried her face in one of the throw pillows and began to sob.
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