"Have you calmed down enough to see reason?" Shell asked as Hannah made her way back into the studio.
Hannah fixed her with an icy glare, putting her hand on her hip. She was tired of this, tired of trying to defend herself, and now it looked like she had to defend her marriage too. "I have. I talked to my husband and he supports my decision."
"He would."
The words were said under Shell's breath, and they made Hannah mad all over again. Deciding she was done for the day, she grabbed her stuff and started packing it into her bag.
"Where are you going?" Shell asked, confused.
Hannah sighed. "I'm done for the day, so I'm going home. Nobody cares what I have to say about anything anyway. It's not like you need me here for anything."
"We still have two hours left," Shell told her, checkin
