There’s a sense of panic inside of her at the message, because – Hannah’s never asked her that before? Of course, Caroline knows logically, that there is no real reason for Hannah to ask her to come over when she sees Caroline at least three or four times a week already.

Just because she could see Hannah every day and not be satisfied doesn’t mean that it’s the same for her.

Her mind immediately jumps to something being wrong. What else could it be? Did something happen regarding Michael? The divorce? No, she would have heard about it first, most likely. Her heart clenches then in a single strike – Abbie. Something could be wrong with Abbie or Hannah herself.

There’s a single-minded drive that gets her to Hannah’s apartment in less than twenty minutes.

The door swings open after she knocks on it rather urgently and Hannah stands there, her hands in front of her, intertwined nervously. Gray eyes are surprised as she takes Caroline in. “I didn’t know you were coming.”

“I was worried, so I – sorry, I guess I forgot to text you back.” Caroline’s gaze moves over Hannah intently, noting that she looks perfectly fine, physically. God, the relief that hits her at that is insanely soothing. Before she’s gripped by a whole other worry. “Is something wrong with Abbie?”

She tries to look over Hannah’s shoulder into the apartment, but Hannah shakes her head. “No.” Uncertainty edges over her features before she clearly pushes it away. “No,” she says, her voice stronger. “Abbie’s fine.”

It’s only then that Caroline remembers, the dawning coming with the clarity of her panic subsiding. “She’s with her grandparents.”

Right. As they’ve remained in a stall with the divorce proceedings – only communication happening between herself and Morrison, who has told her in his professional tone that he still needs to talk things over with his client. But on a personal note, she can tell he’s really fed up with Michael’s shit – Michael’s parents have started to contact Hannah directly.

They’ve only just returned from living in London for the last two years and now that they’re back, they wanted to spend a weekend with Abbie.

Hannah worries at her bottom lip and as always, the action steals Caroline’s attention. She just has such a perfectly full bottom lip…

Caroline has to tear her eyes away – stop, stop, stop – and she looks into Hannah’s. They do not reflect the sentiment that Abbie’s fine at all. Caroline leans against the doorjamb, keeping her voice soft. “Are they not… good grandparents?”