Truth be told, Alix had eaten the pasta and fallen asleep whilst skimming through her photos. One minute she was looking at a picture of their wedding day, and the next Joshua was talking to her through the Study door. With a disorientated yawn, she wandered her way to the door and opened it fully. She let her side rest against the frame, and she looked at Joshua. No amount of sugar could make this situation a cupcake, but she had to roll with it. 

In many ways, not loving Joshua would have made this so much easier. She would have agreed that he should leave, they'd arrange the details for visitation and that would be that. All done and dusted. She could move on with her life. But, unfortunately or not, she loved him. And she didn't want him to leave. However, she wasn't convinced about the sensibilty of his plan.

"I don't want you to leave." She sighed, "Although I probably should." A blonde eyebrow perked, "But is going to the Police such a good idea? From what I remember, you stated lunatics and bad men. Doesn't sound like they'd enjoy you going to the Police station, does it?" Or had every Mafia movie she'd ever watched been a lie? Now that was an interesting notion. 

"But, if it's what you want to do... It's your decision."