Chapter 32

Gwen's POV

I managed to slip out of Nora's room without being caught as my heart pounded in my chest with fear. The journal I had seen in her room, which might have answered all my questions about her, lay in the room where I had dropped it for fear of being caught.

It weighed heavily on my mind as I wished I could have risked being caught just to have a glimpse of the book. But the footsteps of the maid I heard turned my inside upside down and I could only think of one thing, escaping.

I hailed myself for being smart as where I hid, the closet was a close call! Even though the place was small and a dim space which was cramped up and even smelled faintly of cedar, I ensured I pressed myself against the back wall and barely breathed to avoid stories that touch the heart.

I heard the maid first before bracing up and peering through the slats of the door to see the maid who had interrupted my mission, moving around the room gathering things for ‘poisoned’ Nora. She dumped everything