Chapter Twenty-Six
Celia manged to splash some water on her face to clear away the puffiness left by her tears before the girls noticed that their mother had been crying.
William was just stepping out of the shower when Celia entered the bathroom, and even though they kissed before she had a chance to wash, he did not seem to notice his wife’s distress.
All throughout the morning routine, Celia could think of nothing other than her terrible nightmare. She even caught herself checking her neck several times in the mirror, as she could not shake the feeling of the man’s hands around her neck.
She began to count the minutes before Dora’s arrival, so that she could confide in the housekeeper.
Celia contacted their gas supplier and, as agreed with William, she arranged for someone to come
