Glenda approached the flat with apprehension definitely not in the mood to have such a discussion as she was bound to have but feeling there was little else to do. She could hardly have conveyed the information to her husband -- knowing that he’d have taken it none to well and not about to cause further issue. Still, she’d only hesitated for a moment before texting Amelia and asking for Peter’s address. And when she’d gotten it, fully ignored the sense of dread in her belly at the idea of going there. But now she stood in front of his door, dressed as immaculately as always, and knocked.
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