I didn't get a good sleep last night. I was constantly thinking of how I could back out of this.
I didn't sleep with Edward Collins in the bedroom. I had ordered the maid to show me to some other room where I had only had a little sleep.
After I washed myself and put on a little makeup, I stepped out of the room and I prayed I shouldn't bump into his cold, menacing face.
They were downstairs having breakfast when I came down. Mother walked up to me.
"What's wrong, dear? You have a sad look on your face," she said. "Did Edward do something?"
My eyes wandered to the man who was seated as calm as the weather before the storm.
He acted like he hadn't heard what his mother said.
I shook my head. "No"
"Well? Are you okay? Do you want me to call the doctor?" she probed f
