Samsul sighed deeply as she already figured him out. He didn't really want to tell her, but if he didn't tell her now, then someone would mention it later, and everything would still go downhill. "You... You might want to sit down for this..." He forced out as he glanced over to her couch. Following his own words, he slowly walked over to the couch and sat down. He waited for her to sit down as well and looked at her. He waited for a moment as he attempted to find the right words to say what he was about to say, and although the words weren't perfect by any means, they got the point through. "Anastasia.... Last night..." As he attempted to talk, it got harder and harder for him to speak. He didn't want to say it, but he knew that he had to. "Your mother.... She...."