...
Late at night.
Anna Jadwin sat in a chair, massaging Master Bailey's stiff arm, her eyes red and lost in thought.
Wayne Bailey took a phone call and came in, grabbing her arm: "I told you to go to bed, why did you come back?"
She had been massaging Master Bailey's arm for over two hours, and he had just carried her to the couch and watched her fall asleep.
Anna Jadwin opened her eyes wide: "I can't sleep."
Every time she closed her eyes, she saw Wayne furiously accusing her in a nightmare!
[Anna Jadwin, why did you poison my grandfather? You vile woman, I'll have you buried with him!]
"I'm worried..."
"Do you think that if you worry so much you can't eat or sleep, he'll get better?"
Wayne Bailey grabbed her hand and took her to the study next door: "If you cared so much, you wouldn't have left three years ago!"
Anna Jadwin thought of what Sarah Bailey had said, that Grandpa's illness was because of her...
"Is Grandpa like this really because of me?"
