"I came here... to ask you - are you and Trenton really unhappy because of that incident with me?"
Her tone seemed quite guilty.
"Since that day, Trenton hasn't seemed to laugh at all. I'm wondering, did you two have a huge fight?" Sherry White's hand resting on the table clenched tightly, her voice filled with sadness. "That day... it really wasn't intentional. I had a relapse, couldn't control myself, and my attending physician called Trenton to come over." Her delicate eyebrows knitted together lightly, displaying a sense of guilt, "I didn't expect that incident to bring such serious consequences. If I'd known it would lead to your breakup, I wouldn't have asked him to call Trenton."
Norris Moore slowly drew on her cigarette, her gaze faintly watching the view outside the window, not saying a word.
