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I didn't bother to order anything to eat, I just went straight to bed, hoping that I would be captured by the waves of sleep soon.

There was a knock on my door and i came awake with a groan, forgetting for a moment where I was.

I fluttered my eyes open and that was when I finally got to take the details of my bedroom in. There was a window with the view of the huge garden and another window that showed what outside the house looked like.

"Who is it?" I sat up realising it was morning already. I didn't know when I managed to fall asleep. My eyes were weary and heavy with sleep, plus I'd spent last night crying so it only made sense. this was tiring.

Realising that whoever it was probably couldn't hear me, I went to answer the door and saw it was the same maid from last night that had welcomed us downstairs.

Her hair was still in the same neat bun and she was wearing a blue shirt tucked into a white skirt, a name tag on her shirt told me her name was Michele.

"Good morning Michele." I