- 16 Sep 2018, 19:27
Truthfully, they had all heard a little too much about Mirela. And Darius, for that matter.
"It does not matter, anyway," Malanda half-mumbled as she pulled her gloves back on. Sorin was sometimes nice to talk to, sometimes not so much. His words were mildly comforting in some strange way, but she had heard the sigh. His reaction. She should have known that he would react that way.
"The things I said that night... what is important is that Pavel is coming home, and no matter how I felt then I have an obligation to my husband, and Gavril has obligations of his own. It was a childish mistake, not honesty. Can you pass me the trowel?"
you never know the weight of your crimes
but when all the gates have closed and you're tired
you stand awhile by the fire and it burns bright
a while, a while; you sit quiet
Played By: tundratown