'Stressed, dear?' Annika asked faintly. 'About me? For what reason should you be stressed over me?' She started to cry, the tears leaking out down her pale, make-up-less face. 'I ought to be stressed over you.' She put her hand to her mouth as a cry got away. 'After what befell you,' she looked at Karl, 'to both of you. I'm so heartbroken, I'm so awfully grieved.'
Marie stooped down close to her and took her hands. 'Sorry? Goodness, Annika, for what reason would you say you are heartbroken? None of this is your shortcoming. How is it possible that it would be?'
At that point Enrique showed up, their canine, Clemmy, at his heels. Karl ventured forward to welcome him however got scarcely a look, like Enrique could see nothing or nobody except for his significant other. 'Annika,' he said, h
