She had never been weakened by pain until today. She felt so tired and in so much agony to the point that breathing itself was beginning to become a hardship of its own. She had sent away all the maids that tried to bring her food or ask if she was okay. It was night already, maybe even getting to midnight and Jack still didn’t come to find her. Not that she knew he would, he wouldn’t, she knew. It was even her fault to believe that just because he had been lovely for a few days he was changed or rather, he was now a good man whom she wouldn't love to loose. She knew him better than anyone, didn’t she? The bad side of him that had outweighed the good in her life.
She had left her phone in the living room and she was certain that that would show him she didn't want him to look for her. Ma
