Angelica wished the night was longer so she could sleep the pain away, but the morning had already arrived with the promise of the dreadful day ahead of her.
The first thing she noticed when she awoke was that her brother was no longer in her bed. Sitting up, she rubbed her swollen eyes that she could barely open. Her eyelids felt heavy and her throat was dry.
A light knock made her turn to the door. Eva walked inside with a tray in her hand.
"Good morning, My Lady." She greeted and then came to place the tray on the bedstand next to her.
Then she remained standing there. "My Lady," she looked down at her hands which she rubbed together. "I am truly sorry. I wish I had the courage to defy your father and come to release you."
"It's alright Eva. What happened has already happened and I don't blame you." Angelica said.
"I wish to take care of you. Please allow me."
Angelica nodded.
