A week later...
Diana dug into her food in her dining room, her face sullen. The Hollywood Film Award show was coming up in a few days and she had no date yet; she knew she could not take just anyone because rumors might start spreading around, and she did not want that.
She sighed, standing up from the table and dragging her feet to her bed; she had lost appetite to eat anything.
Her bed was cold as she lay on it, Diana didn't realize how lonely she was until now. Everywhere was quiet and serene. She could hear the distant drops of rain outside and the light steps of Mary as she walked to the dining to carry out the plates;
