“I know you were drunk when I came to see you. Then there was Olivia who brought me that coffee. I know Ms Cooper made it at the words of her employer. She told me that. But then she had a change of heart, and once I started to lose consciousness, she helped me get into a room so she could hide me for the time being. But in a rush or panic, whatever you call it, she carried me to the closest room she could find.”
“It was mine,” Ajax added.
“Yes. It was. But what after that? How did we…end up like that?”
Ajax played with her small fingers, noticing the vast difference between the sizes of their hands. His was like a giant in front of hers. “Do you really want to know?” he asked to be sure.
“I do,” she gave him an affirmative nod. “I think I’m ready to hear it.”
Good for her. But was he
