Elena woke up the next day exhausted and weak. A maid had come in to help her change her clothes and also feed her. This time, Elena had kept her mouth shut. She was scared if she spoke out, Dimitri might come back in to kill the maid.
As she watched the maid who attended to her, she imagined it was the maid from before who had been killed. She managed to choke a sob in.
The maid looked at her with sad eyes and wanted to talk but thought against it. Elena could not blame her. Her life depended on her ability to keep quite.
Once the maid was done, Dimitri walked back inside. He held a rose in his hands and handed it over to Elena.
Elena took the rose with shaky hands and a straight face. She willed herself not to look at Dimitri, worried about what might happen if she did.
“Good morni
