Your daughter, Callista.
A tear-breaking melodic composition sounds.
Ermolai turns the letter over with a shaking hand, looks to see if there is anything on the back. But there's nothing there.
He awkwardly nervously takes off his glasses, does not know where to step, what to do.
His condition is understandable and adequate to this situation. He literally starts pounding from the realization of what happened.
Ermolai tries to control himself. Takes a few steps in one direction, then slowly turns around, takes a few more steps in the other direction. Thinking.
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