[ She smiles a little at that, catching his hand when he nudges at her and stroking her thumb over his knuckles.

At his question, she glances up at him, letting out a dry laugh. ]

You mean before or after she threw a glass of wine at my head? [ She glances down again, shrugging a shoulder. ] It, uh... It took her a long time. And a stint in rehab. But she doesn't totally hate me anymore.