And serious he was. Not a wink not the entire night. He hadn't let her even yawn without forcing her up for a walk or something. After she had showered, brushed and clad in something that wasn't stained in her blood. Katherine worked on her nose. And she hadn't realised it was so bad until she looked like pinocchio after Katherine was done dressing it. When everything was done, and she was left alone for those few seconds everything, the adrenaline had worn off and the tension has eased all that was left was just her. Jessie. And a deeper, realisation.
"You think you are such a victim, such a good person yet you are only looking for that auction house to save your skin."
"Tell me this Jessie, if you were still the famous and revered actress you once were would you care about an auction house if you heard of it?"
"I'm just saying it as it is. You only care about yourself."
