Aletta took the water from him and took a big sip from it, calming herself down as he had his hand on her shoulder. Oh, how she wanted Ryan to be gone and to be with her, how she wanted to be with Rolf and how she didn't. Torn between worlds and craving for food, that was what she was. She wanted something, some clarity in her life that would make it all a bit easier. A ring on her finger or a swollen belly to remind her of her place next to Rolf. "It's not your swings I'm worrying about. It are my own. The one moment I'm happy as can be and the other I feel so down. I want to be with you, in your arms forever and I miss you very much during the day. About lunch... I would kill for a jar of<em>rolmops</em>but it sounds better to go out with you. I'll put on my nice dress for that," Aletta said, reminding herself that she would have to fight to keep up this appearance, singing for a bit and doing her hair. Looking at Rolf was enough to make the young woman happy again, but then she remembered what she had done. The filth of her betrayal, how she had cried out Ryan's name and felt disgusted again, which led to her rushing to the toilet and throwing up as she felt thát disgusted, and couldn't control it any longer. "I should have known that meat was rotten." She mumbled, cleaning her mouth and eating a mint to get rid of the smell. "There is no reason for concern. Sorry, darling. Where will we be going to?"