*Josie*
For two days straight I sleep. Then I bathe twice. I look at Noa from the doorway as Nanny holds her up. I don’t dare stand too close, just in case I am on the verge of becoming ill. I will give it a week, after which I will hold my daughter close for two days straight.
I enjoy a hearty breakfast, eating until I can barely move. But movement is in order. Gathering my cloak around me, I walk to the mausoleum. Within these marble walls, I have poured out my heart and soul to Nathan, wept uncontrollably, wiped away tears, cursed him, cursed myself, cursed Ethan.
Now I know he had died, not because he was careless enough to play with a wild creature, but because he had been intent on saving his brother. I place my hand on his effigy. “I finished reading your journal. You thought of me
