William
"She's quite unique, William," Henry mused in my study, walking around and perusing the volumes on the shelves. "Very well-suited to you."
"Tell me again why you felt the need to visit face-to-face?" I asked through gritted teeth. After greeting William, I took Henry in here, making my excuses to Valentina that we had matters to discuss.
I wanted answers.
His smile faded, and he faced me head on. "I know you're angry," he said quietly. "But I had hoped that...well, it's no matter. I understand."
"Yet you show no remorse," I said disdainfully. "Did I not tell you what I wanted back then?"
"You did," Henry admitted freely. "As to your earlier question, I came here to explain."
"Explain what?"
"Explain what really happened all those years ago."
"I already know what happened,"
