Had she known that she would be waking up to a commotion that morning, Rosalie would have tried to stay in bed a little longer. She was stunned when Ida rushed into her room, nearly breaking the door off its hinges. She entered the room and stopped by the door, staring off into the distance for a moment, not noticing that Rosalie was now seated upright in bed and worried.
Rosalie followed her gaze and saw that she was looking out of the window.
"Ida...? What's wrong?" She asked lowly and Ida quickly shook her head, composed herself, and smiled.
"It's nothing for you to worry about much. I apologize for waking you up so... abruptly," Ida said, walking over to the side of the bed. Now that she was closer, Rosalie saw beads of sweat flowing down Ida's face. The maid pulled away the bed cov
