At the mansion, Rose had just opened her eyes. His body felt stiff, confined for days in iron bars. She thought, maybe that's how Yustina felt for 7 months.
When she realized that perhaps death was the lightest punishment, she regretted not asking her to just kill her instead of locking her up indefinitely.
Nana's men were so closely watching her, they never even let her see the sky even from behind a tightly closed window.
Her previously tightened breasts began to loosen, even the milk slowly stopped flowing. Instantly she missed David, worried that her son would suffer the same fate as Robert.
"Dav..." she whispered.
Suddenly her stomach rumbled, it was time for her to have dinner, but no one had delivered food for here yet.
However, not long after the door opened, a middle-aged woman who had been giving her food came with a plate containing dinner for her.
"Eat."
