I"m utterly drained. No energy, no strength. My entire body aches with exhaustion and my mind is clouded. I drop to my knees with a thud, roll onto my side, and pass out.
When I wake it"s almost light. I don"t know what woke me, but I close my eyes again, trying to soak in the last few minutes of sleep. It"s no use. I sigh as I resign myself to the conscious world. I"d give anything for a comfy bed and a hot nosh right about now. Back in London, the two would go hand in hand. On the weekends, I could have a maid bring me breakfast in bed. That way I wouldn"t have to see my father before he left for work. He didn"t even take weekends off. I think he hated being around our house as much as I did. The cold design and even colder atmosphere inside did not make for the most pleasant home. My f
