Clara
Nora knocked one more time. Gideon remained silent. He crossed his arms and stared at the wall.
I looked around for my dress, and saw that only a few shredded rags remained of it. I grabbed at a sheet to cover myself just as Nora stepped into the room.
“I’m sorry I missed dinner, Gideon love,” Nora said, and then stopped dead as she took in the room.
“What?” Nora breathed, looking from me to Gideon and back.
I shook my head and reached out, trying to sign some kind of explanation. Gideon didn’t even try to speak. He just looked at her.
Nora shook her head in disbelief. Tears collected in her eyes and spilled down her cheeks as she backed to the door.
“No,” she whimpered, once, before turning to flee the room.
“Nora!” Gideon called.
He ran after her, barely pausing to grab
