"Young Madam, please come out. Your dinner was served thirty minutes ago and it's getting cold already. " Steward Ben pleaded at the door. He had been standing in front of it for the last ten minutes but the woman refused to even say a word and he was getting worried. "You may leave because I am not hungry. " She replied. Steward Ben was happy and sad at the same time. He was happy that she finally spoke which meant she was not dead or that she had injured herself while the opposite was that she wasn't willing to eat. "No...no, madam. Please, don't do this if not I am going to lose my job and my poor head." "My answer remains the same and if you bother me one more time, I won't hesitate to behave rudely towards you, Mr. Ben." With this reply, Steward Ben slowly turned around and left.Jane rolled on her bed. She was finding it difficult to sleep. She turned around to look at the wall clock, it was only 7:30 pm. What type of life was this? Hiding from Allen? Well, that wasn't bad be
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