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After I talked to Mr Hermanson on the phone, I worked in the office until dinner. Stefaan and Stella were already on the table when I went to join them. Although tonight I noticed that they weren't talking to each other.
Rather they seemed a bit indifferent to each other. I looked between them as I waited for Martha to serve dinner.
"So where do you disappear in the morning?" I asked Stefaan.
"I have work to do," He answered very coldly, not taking his eyes off his journal. I looked at Stella to find her staring at the cutlery pensively. Now and then she would move her face from side to side.
At first, I thought that she was looking at her reflection in the cutlery but upon staring longer at her, I understood that she was testing the reflection of lighting from the cutlery. I wa
