Millie was unsteady on her feet, swaying enough that Talia stepped forward and took her arm. "Mrs. Henderson, let me walk you back to your room."Millie turned to look at her, her eyes red. "Talia, that brat is in there. He's hiding because he doesn't want you to see him like this."He's deliberately not opening the door. It's because he loves you too much, that's why he's being this way..."The words didn't make much sense to Talia. She smiled gently and said, "Mrs. Henderson, you're drunk."Millie sighed, her expression drifting. "Maybe I am. So do me a favor and check on him. He must be hurting right now."Talia wasn't sure how much of it was the wine talking, but she nodded anyway. "Okay."Millie looked at her, her eyes still glassy. "Think about it. He loves you that much, and you came all the way here. How could he possibly not want to see you?"And why do you think he sent me to pick you up instead of coming himself? If he had just come a little sooner, you wouldn't have
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