Leonard's POV:

She was on the boat, and I watched her leave.

The sea breeze was cool, she was very underdressed, she probably didn't know what the weather was like outside the estate, and was wearing only a thin skirt with a torn piece where the sleeve was, probably hung up somewhere.

I don't know where it hung, all I could see in the dark was the moonlight, which was so bright, but when it shone on her, her expression was blurred. She was standing on the deck, her hands pressed against the railing, and I could see she was shaking.

I should have been angry, I should have been...