I just called to say that I’m sorry for last time. Oh. Um… It’s okay. No, but I didn’t mean to get angry with you. It wasn’t your fault at all. Yeah, but… You were probably worried, so I understand. Mhm. And it’s not your fault that Even is depressed. He’s bipolar and… Well, it’s not your fault, okay?
“a young woman was standing in the doorway, a woman of such breathtaking beauty that the room seemed to have become strangely airless. she was tall and willowy with long blonde hair and appeared to emanate a faint, silvery glow.”