Draco stared at her across the table as he sipped at his tea. Few words had been spoken between them in several days. There had been an awkwardness that fell over the flat. Despite lying next to each other every night in the same bed, there was a distance that couldn't be ignored. She knew that it would only be matter of time before one or both of them exploded. What they were living couldn't be sustained for much longer. Both of them were guilty of ignoring what was so clear.