Svetlana shrank with fear, stopped breathing, she wanted to escape. But, Edward returned to the one-lu, took a cup of coffee poured and turned to the window.
For a while she sat motionless, nearly dropping the list, but casual look a little Edward reassured her. He stood at the window and calmly drank coffee.
Monotone, like a robot voice, she turned him the text.
- Is that all? Thank you! – He turned to her. – Are you sure there is no other meaning?
Svetlana shook his head.
- No, it does not make sense or not, you do not know it? – Edward smiled at her.
- What’s wrong with you?