Mira
A maid walked out of the room carrying a clothe. She was startled to find me outside but years of experience in the Kingston's home had thought he'd to keep mum as her eyes widened but she walked away without a word.
The door was closing gradually, in slow motion as if giving me time to decide whether to keep it open by a crack, or leave it and watch it close. I used my back heel to keep the door from closing tightly, leaving a slight crack just enough for the sounds to become clearer.
I knew that whatever I would hear might just do nothing but hurt me, but I was already broken into pieces and a nagging feeling within me kept me from leaving as I had planned. I half expected them to be making fun of me, but instead It was something I entirely did not expect.
“So it is done.” Luke
