Oleg shook his head. "Chloe . . . you know I would not hold that against you." He said. When she went off, he wanted to stop her, but he knew he would not be able to talk her out of it.<br/><br/>His parents were inside the house. They were both at the kitchen table, with Oleg's mother looking unwell and like she had not slept all night. She had a cup of tea in front of her, but it was untouched. Oleg's father was sitting beside her, holding her while she sobbed softly. At Chloe's knock, Anton got up and opened the door. His stern expression softened when he saw Chloe there. He was surprised. "Oh, hello Chloe." He stepped aside so that she could step in. "Please, come inside. Would you like some tea?"