Ella's POV
I sat quietly on the floor, still in the corner where I had thrown my food earlier. My eyes were wide and unfocused like a real madwoman, and I hummed a strange sound, rocking myself gently. I knew someone would be coming soon, either the maid or William again.
Just as I expected, the door creaked open, and the maid entered. She looked scared to come too close, holding her hands together nervously.
“Ella… come, let’s go outside. Fresh air will help,” she said softly.
I didn’t say a word. I tilted my head slowly and stood up like I wasn’t fully aware of what I was doing. I dragged my feet lazily toward her, still humming like a child lost in a dream. Her eyes widened a little, but she said nothing. She just turned and opened the door wider for me to follow.
As we stepped int
