She was awake, her gaze fixed on the ceiling. Stefan stood by the door, unsure of what to say or do.

"Are you going to come in?" Dorothy sighed.

Stefan shook his head slightly. "I'm sorry," he apologized quietly, stepping in and moving closer to her.

There was more silence before Stefan finally spoke. "Do you know?" he asked calmly.

No response. Stefan chuckled bitterly.

"Why didn鈥檛 you say anything for so long?" he asked again.

Dorothy swallowed hard, ...