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“Good morning,” I said happily as I entered the sunroom to see Henry sitting by the window. He looked over at me and smiled but it did not quite reach his eyes. I did not have to ask him, to know that something was bothering him. I had picked up on it last night and although I had been curious then, I was now worried. When I had asked Viviane if she knew anything, she responded that Henry will tell me himself and right now I wanted to know what was going on. My smile faded as I went over to him and poked his arm, in a sort of way to lighten the mood since he seemed awfully down. “What is wrong?” I then asked him, and Henry sighed as he looked out the window. “You can tell me anything,” I added softly as I felt him struggling. Henry nodded slowly before he stood up and took my hands
