This is the second time in her life that Trish finds herself reunited with someone who decided that they couldn't handle sticking around. At least Jess chose to come back to her. Bruce... Would he ever have gotten in touch again?

She gets out of her seat, folding her arms across her chest as if to physically hold herself together.

Fuck, it hurts to see him.

"Hello, Bruce."

It is a cold greeting to match the icy fury in her eyes.