Chapter Forty Seven
I did not think that Brock would ever leave me to be by myself in this room with how much he lingered after I told him I needed to be alone. But with his absence came a sense of panic that I could not quite decipher or pin a reason to. All I knew was the fact that being all by myself was almost maddening me. And if it did not have to do with my brother, then it had to do with something else.
I could not just sit around doing nothing and I definitely would prefer anything but the company of Brock. Just anything. I'm feeling a little anxious and so I do what I consider to be something productive. I head out of the room and walk a little bit till I find the first maid that walks past me and instruct her to bring me a journal and a pen. If I am going to be alone in this
