Daniel slowly stood up from the bed and started walking toward me.
I instinctively stepped backward.
“Don’t come any closer.”
He stopped.
For a moment, nobody spoke.
The woman remained sitting on the edge of the bed, watching us with an expression I couldn’t understand.
She didn’t look nervous.
She didn’t look guilty.
She looked almost impatient.
“Daniel,” I said quietly, “who is she?”
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