Faith sits on the large bed, feeling alone, absent, feeling like this isn’t her place. She knows she'll get used to living here over time, but for now, it's strange.
She only thinks about her father, about the life of freedom he'll have thanks to her sacrifice.
She rummages through the drawers for something different to wear and be able to sleep comfortably. She takes off her dress and is left in her underwear. Faith stands in front of the mirror and observes her body. She sees that her belly is still a bit swollen, notices the cesarean scar bleeding a little, grabs the first aid kit, and cleans the wound. She's experiencing a lot of pain, but she doesn’t pay much attention to it. She puts on a long pajama shirt and pants and lies down to rest.
Joshua's words were still on her mind. On
