It's not that she felt strictly in love with you, she was just in debt, it was the feeling towards you of security and longing because you had saved her long ago, it was repeatedly said that it was just the feeling of seeing you after so long just that, she should only be that, and she should only stay in that. When he arrived at his apartment and saw everything open and urgent, his instincts were alerted and he picked up his glock kept in his pocket, an old habit he had followed of you, approaching the corners to have a better view of everything, pointing the gun until he saw you at his desk, checking his computer.

—"You could have knocked"

She murmurs, a soft, slow whisper that escapes before she thinks her words through coming closer to you, keeping her gun steady pointed at the back of your head, but without her finger on the trigger. A few days ago some ex-servicemen military had come to Hoffler Klinik, her workplace, as part of a psychiatric help program for veterans, something simple, but your arrival here showed that it was not so simple.

—"Are you planning to see me or are you just going to look at my stuff and leave?"