I remove my sweaty dress quickly. I suck in all the air I can as I remove my corset. My chest is dripping in sweat still. I snarl my nose at myself. The lines of the corset are imprinted on my torso. I pull my nightgown off the corner of my bed and pull it over me.
I sit back down on my bed and crawl over to the window. I peek my head and up at Erik's window. It is closed and I can see no light from it. I look down at Ferron's window. A beam of hope shines from his window. I can see the flicker of a candle. I lean out more, my hands firmly grasping my bed, so I don’t fall. I see a pair of hands resting on the desk. He is awake.
I rush out of the room, grasping the letters in one hand and almost forgetting my robe. I leave my door open behind me as I scramble towards Ferron's room. His do
