“You can’t kill the stone by gazing at it. “
Oliver turned, although he’d recognized the voice and her steps even before seeing her. Della sat down next to him.
“I could try. “
“Is the master all right?” she said serious.
He was just about to say “Yes, “ or something that was supposed to be said in that moment, but he just admitted.
“I really don’t know. “
Della put her hands in her lap and said “ I think he doesn’t either. “
Oliver laughed “It seems he does, it’s just bad for him. “
“No, I don’t mean that. “
“Then what?”
She looked ahead.
They were sitting at the small lake of the manor. The one in which Callum had been swimming and Oliver had jumped after him without even thinking.
He had started coming here in the past few days when he wanted to just stay away from everythin
