Florence's expression shifted. "Jonathan must be around." She observed, eyeing them. James, noticing Angela's cold reception, composed himself. "I've come to talk," he said.
Angela, firm, turned to Florence. "Since you're not here for me and doubted me, wait downstairs. You might see Jonathan tomorrow."
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