Realizing that she was skeptical, Antonin rose to his feet and walked across the room to stand next to her again. She turned her attention back to the breakfast she was finishing up out of fear that she might ruin it right there in the end. As much as she would love to get out of the house even for an hour or two, she wasn't sure that she could actually trust her ears. Was it a trick? Some way for her distrusting husband to find out if she would leave given the opportunity? She didn't appreciate tests. Not when she wasn't even sure what their purpose was.