Laura was forced into her room as soon as she returned from the market. She couldn’t understand why. She hasn’t noticed the carriage in front of the mansion. She normally doesn’t care about such things, what her relatives do on their own since they don’t include her.
She stared at the closed door, a frown appearing on her face. How about breakfast? Her stomach grumbled a few seconds later. It’s time for their meal, isn’t it? Why is she being locked up? What did she do now? Are they punishing her again?
She sighed in extreme exasperation as she sits on her bed. She looked around, hoping she would find something to eat. Sometimes, she would bring bread here. Today, though, there’s none.
She plopped down on her bed and grimaced. Why is her life so difficult? What’s going to happen to he
