It’s well into the afternoon before she hears Greg’s key turn in the door. She remains in the kitchen – she doesn’t want to show him that she’s worried – and calls out a greeting.

‘How was everything?’ she asks when he appears in the doorway.

‘I feel a lot better now I’ve caught up on work. Do you want a coffee?’ He doesn’t wait for her to answer but busies himself at the coffee machine, clanging about, making too much noise.

‘I meant how was last night. How was it with Abby? I hope you two weren’t talking about me!’ This is a stupid thing to say, and Greg will see right through it. But she’s nervous, unsure how to speak to Greg about what they’ve all done.

How different things look in the cold light of day.

Greg shrugs. ‘She’s nice. How did your night go?’

She tells him about chatting to Rob in the garden, and that he started yawning before too long, so she’d taken pity on him and made up the guest bed. Greg isn’t listening. ‘That’s good,’ he says, focusing on the coffee. ‘I like Rob.’

She shakes her head even though Greg isn’t looking at her. ‘I’ll call Abby in a bit, see if she wants to meet up for a walk or something later. I’m sure we could both do with some fresh air, and Rob mentioned he’s got a load of work to do at home today.’

This catches Greg’s attention. ‘Is that a good idea? I mean, we’ve just spent a whole evening – and night – with them. Shouldn’t we just give them some space?’

Sienna senses it immediately – there’s something there, something she should worry about – but she lets it drift away like a balloon, out of reach and then out of sight. She refuses to be that paranoid person.

‘Maybe you’re right,’ she agrees. ‘I’m sure I’ll catch up with her in the week. Make sure you didn’t bore her to death.’ She forces a laugh.

Again, Greg doesn’t respond. ‘Here you go.’ He hands her a mug. ‘Do you mind if I take this upstairs? My head’s aching from staring at the computer all morning. I just need to relax.’ This will mean music on his headphones and lying back in his reclining chair, something Greg always does after stressful days at work. As desperate as Sienna is to get out of the house, she’s not about to force him.

It is much later when Abby’s reply finally comes. Sienna is throwing some random food together for dinner that evening, hoping it will turn into something she can pass off as a meal. She doubts Greg will care; he’s too distracted today to notice anything.

Abandoning the food, she sits down to read Abby’s message.