She was already up to the first landing by the time they shouted after her, and she raced to the bedroom, grateful for her practical, flat-soled garde...ing shoes. Had she been dressed as a proper lady should, the heels would have prevented this dash to protect her daughter. There were more guards outside the master bedroom, but they did not bar Marie’s way, one even opening the door for her, even though she ended up shoving through before he could get it fully open.Marie shouted in wordless. He seemed surprised for a moment, but the he agreed. We took our coats and were on our way, he supporting me from time to time as I was still unsteady on my legs from all the drinks.Once we arrived at his place --hmm, thinking about it, I still can't remember his name nor whether he even told me-- we took of our coats and shoes. He guided me to his room. Apparently he was living in a flat-share appartment. When we were in his room, I think he probed just how far he could take me. He tapped on. I apologize for my actions of the last months. I didn’t talk and haven’t been good company. While you have tolerated that, Q, it strained my relationship with you beyond recognition. I regret that. It was an unfortunate byproduct of a promise I made. I still can’t talk because I’m still subject to that promise.” He looked at Suzie-Q yearningly.Her face was impassive. She said, “I’m sorry, too. You made a promise and thought too little of me and my brains or emotional stability to let me in. I’m. . are you thinking we could ... maybe ... try again?" Her voice was faint and very uncertain."No ... no Elise. I think that's in the past now. We aren't the same ... or at least, I'm not. We can't rewrite history. We just have to get on with ... things."I thought I saw a look of relief quickly pass. It was just as well. I didn't have any strong feelings about her one way or the other any more. It was a shame. She was a very attractive woman, perhaps even more beautiful than she was eight years.