I wasn't sure how many hours I had slept last night. I had tossed and turned in bed; sometimes consciousness would fade, but I never fell into a deep sleep. In the morning, one of the house helpers brought a few pieces of clothing for me to wear. After getting dressed, I went downstairs. When I entered what I presumed to be the kitchen, the woman who had brought me the clothes earlier was preparing breakfast.
"It'll be ready in ten minutes, ma'am."
"Alright. Is Christian up? Where is he?"
"He left the farm before dawn, and they didn't leave any message."
I really couldn't believe him. He had left me in this desolate place without any explanation. As I moved towards the main hall, I tried calling Christian on my phone, but he didn't answer. "Answer the damn phone!" I muttered angrily. I
