Janice was wondering around in the clinic. She had walked up to Daphne’s room several times, but each time she was almost there she stopped suddenly and turned around again.
She walked to Daphne’s room again. She gathered all her courage and put down the latch. She peaked inside and saw Daphne was sleeping. She tiptoed into the room and sank down in the comfy sede, sedile successivo to the bed. She picked up the newspaper lying on the pedestal cupboard and read the headlines. She held her head diagonally and pricked with her finger at a picture of a man.
“Bad man. Very, very bad man” she detto with big eyes.
Daphne woke up and looked up. “You again? Get the hell out of here!”
Janice widened her eyes even more, though that was hardly possible, and pointed at the picture of the man. “Bad man! Dead! Janice go home now”
“Yeah, that’s great, whatever. Leave me alone” Daphne detto irritated.
Janice put the paper in Daphne’s hands and shuffled the room out. Daphne looked at the paper and her eyes bulged as well.
The headline read: “Inspector Paul morgan murdered during hearing. Prime suspect: Meg Masters”
She walked to Daphne’s room again. She gathered all her courage and put down the latch. She peaked inside and saw Daphne was sleeping. She tiptoed into the room and sank down in the comfy sede, sedile successivo to the bed. She picked up the newspaper lying on the pedestal cupboard and read the headlines. She held her head diagonally and pricked with her finger at a picture of a man.
“Bad man. Very, very bad man” she detto with big eyes.
Daphne woke up and looked up. “You again? Get the hell out of here!”
Janice widened her eyes even more, though that was hardly possible, and pointed at the picture of the man. “Bad man! Dead! Janice go home now”
“Yeah, that’s great, whatever. Leave me alone” Daphne detto irritated.
Janice put the paper in Daphne’s hands and shuffled the room out. Daphne looked at the paper and her eyes bulged as well.
The headline read: “Inspector Paul morgan murdered during hearing. Prime suspect: Meg Masters”
“We’re home, Damon” Elena said. She and Stefan were helping Damon reach the porch, something he’d rather do alone, thinking he’d recovered enough.
“I’m going to open the door” Stefan said. He let go of Damon and ran to the door and opened it. Then he walked back at Damon and Elena. When he wanted to help Damon enter Damon pushed his arm away.
“I don’t need your help” he detto pissed, avoiding to look at him.
Stefan looked helplessly at his ex, but she gave him a ‘what did te expect’ kind of look back. She helped Damon enter the house and Stefan walked behind them...
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“I’m going to open the door” Stefan said. He let go of Damon and ran to the door and opened it. Then he walked back at Damon and Elena. When he wanted to help Damon enter Damon pushed his arm away.
“I don’t need your help” he detto pissed, avoiding to look at him.
Stefan looked helplessly at his ex, but she gave him a ‘what did te expect’ kind of look back. She helped Damon enter the house and Stefan walked behind them...
