"Let's go and rest," Andrew said, hoping Astrid would agree. But instead, she shot him a glare.

"Are you stupid or am I stupid?" Astrid asked, her voice laced with anger. "You're asking me to go back with you after what happened in the parking lot? Do I even know you?"

Astrid's eyes narrowed, her gaze piercing. "I don't know the man I married. Is Andrew even your real name?"

She pulled off her wedding ring and placed it on the table, pushing Andrew into a tight situation.

"Can we not do this?" Andrew asked, trying to placate her.

But Astrid was having none of it. "How do you feel...