The Night Came…
For Elizabeth, the day had seemed cumbersome with a thorough squeeze of her mind due to her overthinking. She had spent the greatest hours engrossed with her mind calculations while trying to piece together the purpose for her prolonged stay in the Castle. Her inner burdens greatly spiked once she struggled to recount how dreadful her mother's punishment could turn out to be if she stayed away from home for an extra night.
Homicide!
She concluded that her father, Mr Blythe would feel the most disappointed especially because she'd chosen to believe that Bessie would remain steadfast to their sworn secrecy… Well not until something odd happens to ruin their plans.
