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And he didn’t want it to stop, which was not what she’d expected when she got out of the taxi sixty floors below. She thought he’d have just shrugged and wished her well and found someone else to start an annual Christmas tradition with.

‘Well, things have changed now,’ she urged. ‘Like it or not.’

Something flickered in his eyes, his face grew unnaturally intent. And she grew inexplicably nervous.

‘So,’ he started, ‘if we’re not friends what are we?’

She choked slightly on her wine. ‘Sorry?’

‘I accept that we’re not friends. But I wonder, then, what that means we are.’

She just stared.

‘Because there were two things that defined our relationship for me…’ He used the word “defined” as though it meant “constrained”. ‘One was that you were the wife of a friend. Now—tragically—no longer the case. And the other was that we were friends. Apparently also now no longer the case. So, tell me, Audrey—’

He leaned forward and swilled the liquid in his glass and his eyes locked on hard to hers.

‘—where exactly does that leave us?’