C43 I will give you a resignation letter

"What happened last night? Don't you remember anything?" Francisco's inquiry hung in the air, the weight of the unanswered question pressing upon Hazel. Her unwavering gaze bore into him, seeking the truth in the midst of uncertainty.

Hazel, resolute in her quest for answers, confronted Francisco, asking with a touch of concern, "Did we do something improper?"

Francisco, undeterred