Anna's POV:

The word *resort* lands in the room like a closed door.

"Is this a breakup?" I say it before I can stop myself. My voice is flat and raw and I don't take it back. "Is that what this is."

"No." He doesn't hesitate. He doesn't look away. "It's three weeks. And when it's done, I will come get you myself. I will drive there and walk through the front door and bring you home."

"I don't want to wait somewhere I can't see what's ...