He sighed. "I suppose her response was worrisome. When...Trenton said what he did, she simply turned and fled. I didn't see her after that. I spent the night we returned to Bellum in the hospital, and when I returned..." He sighed. "I wasn't ready to approach her. Yesterday I sent her a message on the forum. Her typing was erratic. Riddled with typos, she didn't include capital letters." He sighed. "She apologized. And cautioned me to run from her, she repeated her apologize and became withdrawn when I assured her that I simply wanted to ensure that she was safe."
The waitress approached, setting down the bottle of vodka. Archer let Samuel handle it - after all, he was the expert.
"Then...she arrived at my door." He sighed. "After I opened the door, she...fainted. And then awoke a few minutes later. For a while, she simply cried. And when she spoke, it was apologies. I forgave her, and...I do forgive her. I don't think she was acting maliciously, I simply...was hurt." He sighed. "She said that she has made a habit of people like that Trenton person she had sexual intercourse with, but that I was unique. And that she hasn't liked another person the way she does me." Pressing fingertips to his lips, he shook his head. "She was scared of losing me, she said."