Chapter 27 CHARLOTTE Rogerio , I whispered as he shut the door behind him and stepped into the night .
The clock ticked softly in the corner of the room as my heart pounded against my chest .
I clutched the sides of my stomach to steady my body as a sharp pain shot up my spine , and my eyes ached terribly , I stood up a few seconds later to look at myself in the mirror again .
My reflection stared back at me as my heart broke into a million pieces .
I did everything right ! I yelled and sobbed loudly .
I heard the door open and looked up , expecting to see him and hear that he had changed his mind , but it was the door that led to the staff quarters , not the one he had walked through .
I felt whatever was left of my dignity shed as Maria stepped into the hallway .
Signora , she said and ran towards me , enveloping me in an embrace .
Lets get you out of here .
I did everything right , Maria , I repeated in between sobs .
She sighed and patted my head .
Lets get you into the bedroom .
This has caused quite a stir .
We cant let the other staff see you in this state .
Come , she uttered calmly , and she led me down the hallway to my bedroom .
I let her guide me , as I could barely make sense of what had happened .
I had gone from being happily married to tearing up divorce papers .
How did I get here ? I asked no one in particular as she led me to the bed , and I sat down .
Stay here , Ill be back with … Her eyes roamed my entire body , and she smiled wistfully .
A lot of things .
Stay here , Signora , please .
I exhaled and nodded in response .
I had sobbed so much that my throat was sore , and I was scared to say anything so I wouldnt break into a fresh batch of tears .
I slipped to the floor as she shut the door behind her and stared at the picture placed on the wall in front of me .
It was the only picture Rogerio , and I had of our wedding .
I had placed it in the sitting room , but his mother showed her disapproval when she visited , and his grandfather made a snide comment .
The next morning , he asked the staff to take the picture in the bedroom .
I sat up and looked around the room .
We spent only one night together in this room , and that shouldve told me everything I needed to know at the time .
But I had fallen in love with him ; I didnt mind how terribly his family treated me .
He still paid attention to me at the time ; he made me feel the same way I felt the night he walked into the bar .
Rogerio and I had met under what you would call regular circumstances , but our marriage had been a tad different .
He walked into the bar where I was working one evening , looking sad and lost , so I kept the bar open just for him for the next two hours .
During that time , we got to know each other better , and he invited me to have dinner with his family that weekend .
21:20 Dancing into the Heart of Mr.
C 17.2 % Chapter 27 On our way to the venue , he informed me that his girlfriend had abandoned him a few weeks before their wedding .
and his parents were insisting that the only way he could claim his inheritance was by getting married .
He asked me to marry him and convince his mother and grandfather that we had been dating for a while now , but they sniffed out the lie before it could be told .
When we arrived , they told him that they were disappointed he wasnt marrying someone who belonged to their class but didnt object to the wedding .
I paid no heed to their caustic remarks at the time ; I had been nice to a guy for a few hours , and he was offering me a better life than what I had bartending , and I was ready to grab it with both hands .
The weeks following that meeting changed my perspective .
I realized I wasnt just interested in Rogerio for his money .
As we spent time together planning the wedding , I got to see a different side of him .
His ability to organize things and still schedule dates for us to have some fun and get to know each other more left me feeling things I would never have considered for him .
A month before the wedding , I was certain I was in love with him .
I could swear on my life that even if he didnt have all this wealth , he was still someone I could look forward to being with for the rest of my life .
Our wedding was the talk of the city .
I cried midway through the reception .
I knew no one in attendance , nor could I invite any family members to come over .
Dead people dont get invites to parties , and you cant really invite family members who have never cared about you to your wedding .
While the audience fawned over me , thinking my tears were those of a happy bride , I felt a little alone and decided that I would make the best of this opportunity to build a family with the Thuthais .
All of that had been taken away from me in one night .

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Were getting a divorce , I repeated and smiled as tears streaked down my cheeks .
My thoughts shifted to the relationship my parents had before they died .
I had been born into a caring family .
My parents , Chloe and Larry Edwards were loving parents ; they were high school sweethearts who stuck with each other and got married after college .
I grew up in a family that set an example of the type of family I would want for myself .
My parents made it easy for me to grow around warmth and love ; I never witnessed them having a single argument up until that terrible accident that took them from me .
Their lessons about life and empathy set the tone for the type of home I wanted to build with someone I loved .
Love at first sight and a beautiful home filled with love were all I ever wanted , but I quickly learned that things can go south .
My attention turned to the door , which was being pushed open .
Maria stepped through the doors carrying a tray with warm towels stacked high and pills in a small container .
She set them down next to me and left the room to grab a bowl and a jug of water .
When she stepped back into the room , she handed me the painkillers and started cleaning the food off my body and hair .
I had spent two years married to Rogerio , and she was the only person who treated me like an actual human being .
Signora , Im going to get the bath running now .
Would you like something to eat ? She dropped the stained towels onto the tray , poured some water into the cup , and handed it to me .
Drink up ; itll 21 20 Dancing into the Heart of Mr.
17.3 % Chapter 27 help you feel better .
I dont think anything would help me feel better , Maria .
Im not even sure how I feel , I responded , my votre barely above a whisper .
Signora , I dont think its in my place to say anything , but Id like to ask this .
Now that you know Signor Rogerio doesnt want to be married to you anymore , what next ? Why do you always have to be the one that says what everyone else is thinking .
Maria ? Ive been trying to avoid that .
Im sorry , Signora , she apologized , lowering her gaze .
She picked up the tray and rose to her feet Rogerio isnt serious about breaking up .
I started , and she let out an exhausted sigh .
I know you dont believe it , but there was a time Rogerio loved me .
I just need to remind him about that .
He said hed keep sending the papers until you sign them , Signora .
Good thing I can also use my hands to tear them up .
Im going to fight for our marriage , Maria .
When he returns , Ill talk to him .
Hell be calmer , and we will have a conversation about couples therapy or some other way to make our marriage better .
She looked at me long and hard , then shook her head slowly .
Alright , Signora , Im certain youll always know whats best for you .
Rest now ; youll need your energy in the morning , Ill run the bath and will be in the staff quarters if you need me .
Thank you , Maria , I said .
She nodded in response and left the room .
I stood up from my seated position and crawled onto the bed .
The drugs had started to take effect , which left me feeling drowsy .
My eyes closed as soon as my head rested on the soft pillows .
I needed all the strength I could get for tomorrow .
Roggies coming , I muttered , and I slipped into a deep sleep.CHARLOTTE Rogerio , I whispered as he shut the door behind him and stepped into the night .
The clock ticked softly in the corner of the room as my heart pounded against my chest .
I clutched the sides of my stomach to steady my body as a sharp pain shot up my spine , and my eyes ached terribly .
I stood up a few seconds later to look at myself in the mirror again .
My reflection stared back at me as my heart broke into a million pieces .
I did everything right ! I yelled and sobbed loudly .
I heard the door open and looked up , expecting to see him and hear that he had changed his mind , but it was the door that led to the staff quarters , not the one he had walked through .
I felt whatever was left of my dignity shed as Maria stepped into the hallway .
Signora , she said and ran towards me , enveloping me in an embrace .
Lets get you out of here .
I did everything right , Maria , I repeated in between sobs .
She sighed and patted my head .
Lets get you into the bedroom .
This has caused quite a stir .
We cant let the other staff see you in this state .
Come , 21:20 Dancing into the Heart of Mr.
Cel 17.4 % Chapter 27 she uttered calmly , and she led me down the hallway to my bedroom .
I let her guide me , as I could barely make sense of what had happened .
I had gone from being happily married to tearing up divorce papers .
How did I get here ? I asked no one in particular as she led me to the bed , and I sat down .
Stay here , Ill be back with … Her eyes roamed my entire body , and she smiled wistfully .
A lot of things .
Stay here , Signora , please .
I exhaled and nodded in response .
I had sobbed so much that my throat was sore , and I was scared to say anything so I wouldnt break into a fresh batch of tears .
I slipped to the floor as she shut the door behind her and stared at the picture placed on the wall in front of me .
It was the only picture Rogerio , and I had of our wedding .
I had placed it in the sitting room , but his mother showed her disapproval when she visited , and his grandfather made a snide comment .
The next morning , he asked the staff to take the picture in the bedroom .
I sat up and looked around the room .
We spent only one night together in this room , and that shouldve told me everything I needed to know at the time .
But I had fallen in love with him ; I didnt mind how terribly his family treated me .
He still paid attention to me at the time ; he made me feel the same way I felt the night he walked into the bar .
Rogerio and I had met under what you would call regular circumstances , but our marriage had been a tad different .
He walked into the bar where I was working one evening , looking sad and lost , so I kept the bar open just for him for the next two hours .
During that time , we got to know each other better , and he invited me to have dinner with his family that weekend .
On our way to the venue , he informed me that his girlfriend had abandoned him a few weeks before their wedding , and his parents were insisting that the only way he could claim his inheritance was by getting married .
He asked me to marry him and convince his mother and grandfather that we had been dating for a while now , but they sniffed out the lie before it could be told .
When we arrived , they told him that they were disappointed he wasnt marrying someone who belonged to their class but didnt object to the wedding .
I paid no heed to their caustic remarks at the time ; I had been nice to a guy for a few hours , and he was offering me a better life than what I had bartending , and I was ready to grab it with both hands .
The weeks following that meeting changed my perspective .
I realized I wasnt just interested in Rogerio for his money .
As we spent time together planning the wedding , I got to see a different side of him .
His ability to organize things and still schedule dates for us to have some fun and get to know each other more left me feeling things I would never have considered for him .
A month before the wedding , I was certain I was in love with him .
I could swear on my life that even if he didnt have all this wealth , he was still someone I could look forward to being with for the rest of my life .
Our wedding was the talk of the city .
I cried midway through the reception .
I knew no one in attendance , nor could I invite any family members to come over .
Dead people dont get invites to parties , and you cant really invite family members who have never cared about you to your wedding .
While the audience fawned over me , thinking my tears were those of a happy bride , I felt a little alone and decided 21:20 Dancing into the Heart of Mr.
Cold 17.5 % Chapter 27 that I would make the best of this opportunity to build a family with the Thuthais .
All of that had been taken away from me in one night .
Were getting a divorce , I repeated and smiled as tears streaked down my cheeks .
My thoughts shifted to the relationship my parents had before they died .
I had been born into a caring family .
My parents , Chloe and Larry Edwards were loving parents ; they were high school sweethearts who stuck with each other and got married after college .
I grew up in a family that set an example of the type of family I would want for myself .
My parents made it easy for me to grow around warmth and love ; I never witnessed them having a single argument up until that terrible accident that took them from me .
Their lessons about life and empathy set the tone for the type of home I wanted to build with someone I loved .
Love at first sight and a beautiful home filled with love were all I ever wanted , but I quickly learned that things can go south .
My attention turned to the door , which was being pushed open .
Maria stepped through the doors carrying a tray with warm towels stacked high and pills in a small container .
She set them down next to me and left the room to grab a bowl and a jug of water .
When she stepped back into the room , she handed me the painkillers and started cleaning the food off my body and hair .
I had spent two years married to Rogerio , and she was the only person who treated me like an actual human being .
Signora , Im going to get the bath running now .
Would you like something to eat ? She dropped the stained towels onto the tray , poured some water into the cup , and handed it to me .
Drink up ; itll help you feel better .
I dont think anything would help me feel better , Maria .
Im not even sure how I feel , I responded , my voice barely above a whisper ..
Signora , I dont think its in my place to say anything , but Id like to ask this .
Now that you know Signor Rogerio doesnt want to be married to you anymore , what next ? Why do you always have to be the one that says what everyone else is thinking , Maria ? Ive been trying to avoid that .
Im sorry , Signora , she apologized , lowering her gaze .
She picked up the tray and rose to her feet .
Rogerio isnt serious about breaking up , I started , and she let out an exhausted sigh .
I know you dont believe it but there was a time Rogerio loved me .
I just need to remind him about that .
He said hed keep sending the papers until you sign them , Signora .
Good thing I can also use my hands to tear them up .
Im going to fight for our marriage , Maria .
When he returns , Ill talk to him .
Hell be calmer , and we will have a conversation about couples therapy or some other way to make our marriage better .
She looked at me long and hard , then shook her head slowly .
Alright , Signora , Im certain youll always know 21:20 Dancing into the Heart of Mr.
Ce 17.7 % Chapter 27 whats best for you .
Rest now , youll need your energy in the mor Chapter 27 CHARLOTTE Rogerio , I whispered as he shut the door behind him and stepped into the night .
The clock ticked softly in the corner of the room as my heart pounded against my chest .
I clutched the sides of my stomach to steady my body as a sharp pain shot up my spine , and my eyes ached terribly , I stood up a few seconds later to look at myself in the mirror again .
My reflection stared back at me as my heart broke into a million pieces .
I did everything right ! I yelled and sobbed loudly .
I heard the door open and looked up , expecting to see him and hear that he had changed his mind , but it was the door that led to the staff quarters , not the one he had walked through .
I felt whatever was left of my dignity shed as Maria stepped into the hallway .
Signora , she said and ran towards me , enveloping me in an embrace .
Lets get you out of here .
I did everything right , Maria , I repeated in between sobs .
She sighed and patted my head .
Lets get you into the bedroom .
This has caused quite a stir .
We cant let the other staff see you in this state .
Come , she uttered calmly , and she led me down the hallway to my bedroom .
I let her guide me , as I could barely make sense of what had happened .
I had gone from being happily married to tearing up divorce papers .
How did I get here ? I asked no one in particular as she led me to the bed , and I sat down .
Stay here , Ill be back with … Her eyes roamed my entire body , and she smiled wistfully .
A lot of things .
Stay here , Signora , please .
I exhaled and nodded in response .
I had sobbed so much that my throat was sore , and I was scared to say anything so I wouldnt break into a fresh batch of tears .
I slipped to the floor as she shut the door behind her and stared at the picture placed on the wall in front of me .
It was the only picture Rogerio , and I had of our wedding .
I had placed it in the sitting room , but his mother showed her disapproval when she visited , and his grandfather made a snide comment .
The next morning , he asked the staff to take the picture in the bedroom .
I sat up and looked around the room .
We spent only one night together in this room , and that shouldve told me everything I needed to know at the time .
But I had fallen in love with him ; I didnt mind how terribly his family treated me .
He still paid attention to me at the time ; he made me feel the same way I felt the night he walked into the bar .
Rogerio and I had met under what you would call regular circumstances , but our marriage had been a tad different .
He walked into the bar where I was working one evening , looking sad and lost , so I kept the bar open just for him for the next two hours .
During that time , we got to know each other better , and he invited me to have dinner with his family that weekend .
21:20 Dancing into the Heart of Mr.
C 17.2 % Chapter 27 On our way to the venue , he informed me that his girlfriend had abandoned him a few weeks before their wedding .
and his parents were insisting that the only way he could claim his inheritance was by getting married .
He asked me to marry him and convince his mother and grandfather that we had been dating for a while now , but they sniffed out the lie before it could be told .
When we arrived , they told him that they were disappointed he wasnt marrying someone who belonged to their class but didnt object to the wedding .
I paid no heed to their caustic remarks at the time ; I had been nice to a guy for a few hours , and he was offering me a better life than what I had bartending , and I was ready to grab it with both hands .
The weeks following that meeting changed my perspective .
I realized I wasnt just interested in Rogerio for his money .
As we spent time together planning the wedding , I got to see a different side of him .
His ability to organize things and still schedule dates for us to have some fun and get to know each other more left me feeling things I would never have considered for him .
A month before the wedding , I was certain I was in love with him .
I could swear on my life that even if he didnt have all this wealth , he was still someone I could look forward to being with for the rest of my life .
Our wedding was the talk of the city .
I cried midway through the reception .
I knew no one in attendance , nor could I invite any family members to come over .
Dead people dont get invites to parties , and you cant really invite family members who have never cared about you to your wedding .
While the audience fawned over me , thinking my tears were those of a happy bride , I felt a little alone and decided that I would make the best of this opportunity to build a family with the Thuthais .
All of that had been taken away from me in one night .
Were getting a divorce , I repeated and smiled as tears streaked down my cheeks .
My thoughts shifted to the relationship my parents had before they died .
I had been born into a caring family .
My parents , Chloe and Larry Edwards were loving parents ; they were high school sweethearts who stuck with each other and got married after college .
I grew up in a family that set an example of the type of family I would want for myself .
My parents made it easy for me to grow around warmth and love ; I never witnessed them having a single argument up until that terrible accident that took them from me .
Their lessons about life and empathy set the tone for the type of home I wanted to build with someone I loved .
Love at first sight and a beautiful home filled with love were all I ever wanted , but I quickly learned that things can go south .
My attention turned to the door , which was being pushed open .
Maria stepped through the doors carrying a tray with warm towels stacked high and pills in a small container .
She set them down next to me and left the room to grab a bowl and a jug of water .
When she stepped back into the room , she handed me the painkillers and started cleaning the food off my body and hair .
I had spent two years married to Rogerio , and she was the only person who treated me like an actual human being .
Signora , Im going to get the bath running now .
Would you like something to eat ? She dropped the stained towels onto the tray , poured some water into the cup , and handed it to me .
Drink up ; itll 21 20 Dancing into the Heart of Mr.
17.3 % Chapter 27 help you feel better .
I dont think anything would help me feel better , Maria .
Im not even sure how I feel , I responded , my votre barely above a whisper .
Signora , I dont think its in my place to say anything , but Id like to ask this .
Now that you know Signor Rogerio doesnt want to be married to you anymore , what next ? Why do you always have to be the one that says what everyone else is thinking .
Maria ? Ive been trying to avoid that .
Im sorry , Signora , she apologized , lowering her gaze .
She picked up the tray and rose to her feet Rogerio isnt serious about breaking up .
I started , and she let out an exhausted sigh .
I know you dont believe it , but there was a time Rogerio loved me .
I just need to remind him about that .
He said hed keep sending the papers until you sign them , Signora .
Good thing I can also use my hands to tear them up .
Im going to fight for our marriage , Maria .
When he returns , Ill talk to him .
Hell be calmer , and we will have a conversation about couples therapy or some other way to make our marriage better .
She looked at me long and hard , then shook her head slowly .
Alright , Signora , Im certain youll always know whats best for you .
Rest now ; youll need your energy in the morning , Ill run the bath and will be in the staff quarters if you need me .
Thank you , Maria , I said .
She nodded in response and left the room .
I stood up from my seated position and crawled onto the bed .
The drugs had started to take effect , which left me feeling drowsy .
My eyes closed as soon as my head rested on the soft pillows .
I needed all the strength I could get for tomorrow .
Roggies coming , I muttered , and I slipped into a deep sleep.CHARLOTTE Rogerio , I whispered as he shut the door behind him and stepped into the night .
The clock ticked softly in the corner of the room as my heart pounded against my chest .
I clutched the sides of my stomach to steady my body as a sharp pain shot up my spine , and my eyes ached terribly .
I stood up a few seconds later to look at myself in the mirror again .
My reflection stared back at me as my heart broke into a million pieces .
I did everything right ! I yelled and sobbed loudly .
I heard the door open and looked up , expecting to see him and hear that he had changed his mind , but it was the door that led to the staff quarters , not the one he had walked through .
I felt whatever was left of my dignity shed as Maria stepped into the hallway .
Signora , she said and ran towards me , enveloping me in an embrace .
Lets get you out of here .
I did everything right , Maria , I repeated in between sobs .
She sighed and patted my head .
Lets get you into the bedroom .
This has caused quite a stir .
We cant let the other staff see you in this state .
Come , 21:20 Dancing into the Heart of Mr.
Cel 17.4 % Chapter 27 she uttered calmly , and she led me down the hallway to my bedroom .
I let her guide me , as I could barely make sense of what had happened .
I had gone from being happily married to tearing up divorce papers .
How did I get here ? I asked no one in particular as she led me to the bed , and I sat down .
Stay here , Ill be back with … Her eyes roamed my entire body , and she smiled wistfully .
A lot of things .
Stay here , Signora , please .
I exhaled and nodded in response .
I had sobbed so much that my throat was sore , and I was scared to say anything so I wouldnt break into a fresh batch of tears .
I slipped to the floor as she shut the door behind her and stared at the picture placed on the wall in front of me .
It was the only picture Rogerio , and I had of our wedding .
I had placed it in the sitting room , but his mother showed her disapproval when she visited , and his grandfather made a snide comment .
The next morning , he asked the staff to take the picture in the bedroom .
I sat up and looked around the room .
We spent only one night together in this room , and that shouldve told me everything I needed to know at the time .
But I had fallen in love with him ; I didnt mind how terribly his family treated me .
He still paid attention to me at the time ; he made me feel the same way I felt the night he walked into the bar .
Rogerio and I had met under what you would call regular circumstances , but our marriage had been a tad different .
He walked into the bar where I was working one evening , looking sad and lost , so I kept the bar open just for him for the next two hours .
During that time , we got to know each other better , and he invited me to have dinner with his family that weekend .
On our way to the venue , he informed me that his girlfriend had abandoned him a few weeks before their wedding , and his parents were insisting that the only way he could claim his inheritance was by getting married .
He asked me to marry him and convince his mother and grandfather that we had been dating for a while now , but they sniffed out the lie before it could be told .
When we arrived , they told him that they were disappointed he wasnt marrying someone who belonged to their class but didnt object to the wedding .
I paid no heed to their caustic remarks at the time ; I had been nice to a guy for a few hours , and he was offering me a better life than what I had bartending , and I was ready to grab it with both hands .
The weeks following that meeting changed my perspective .
I realized I wasnt just interested in Rogerio for his money .
As we spent time together planning the wedding , I got to see a different side of him .
His ability to organize things and still schedule dates for us to have some fun and get to know each other more left me feeling things I would never have considered for him .
A month before the wedding , I was certain I was in love with him .
I could swear on my life that even if he didnt have all this wealth , he was still someone I could look forward to being with for the rest of my life .
Our wedding was the talk of the city .
I cried midway through the reception .
I knew no one in attendance , nor could I invite any family members to come over .
Dead people dont get invites to parties , and you cant really invite family members who have never cared about you to your wedding .
While the audience fawned over me , thinking my tears were those of a happy bride , I felt a little alone and decided 21:20 Dancing into the Heart of Mr.
Cold 17.5 % Chapter 27 that I would make the best of this opportunity to build a family with the Thuthais .
All of that had been taken away from me in one night .
Were getting a divorce , I repeated and smiled as tears streaked down my cheeks .
My thoughts shifted to the relationship my parents had before they died .
I had been born into a caring family .
My parents , Chloe and Larry Edwards were loving parents ; they were high school sweethearts who stuck with each other and got married after college .
I grew up in a family that set an example of the type of family I would want for myself .
My parents made it easy for me to grow around warmth and love ; I never witnessed them having a single argument up until that terrible accident that took them from me .
Their lessons about life and empathy set the tone for the type of home I wanted to build with someone I loved .
Love at first sight and a beautiful home filled with love were all I ever wanted , but I quickly learned that things can go south .
My attention turned to the door , which was being pushed open .
Maria stepped through the doors carrying a tray with warm towels stacked high and pills in a small container .
She set them down next to me and left the room to grab a bowl and a jug of water .
When she stepped back into the room , she handed me the painkillers and started cleaning the food off my body and hair .
I had spent two years married to Rogerio , and she was the only person who treated me like an actual human being .
Signora , Im going to get the bath running now .
Would you like something to eat ? She dropped the stained towels onto the tray , poured some water into the cup , and handed it to me .
Drink up ; itll help you feel better .
I dont think anything would help me feel better , Maria .
Im not even sure how I feel , I responded , my voice barely above a whisper ..
Signora , I dont think its in my place to say anything , but Id like to ask this .
Now that you know Signor Rogerio doesnt want to be married to you anymore , what next ? Why do you always have to be the one that says what everyone else is thinking , Maria ? Ive been trying to avoid that .
Im sorry , Signora , she apologized , lowering her gaze .
She picked up the tray and rose to her feet .
Rogerio isnt serious about breaking up , I started , and she let out an exhausted sigh .
I know you dont believe it but there was a time Rogerio loved me .
I just need to remind him about that .
He said hed keep sending the papers until you sign them , Signora .
Good thing I can also use my hands to tear them up .
Im going to fight for our marriage , Maria .
When he returns , Ill talk to him .
Hell be calmer , and we will have a conversation about couples therapy or some other way to make our marriage better .
She looked at me long and hard , then shook her head slowly .
Alright , Signora , Im certain youll always know 21:20 Dancing into the Heart of Mr.
Ce 17.7 % Chapter 27 whats best for you .
Rest now , youll need your energy in the morning Ill run the bath and will be in the wat quarters if you need me , Thank you , Maria , I said .
She nodded in response and left the room .
I stood up from my seated position and crawled onto the bed .
The drugs had started to take effect , which left me feeling drowsy , My eyes closed as soon as my head rested on the soft pillows , I needed all the strength I could get for tomorrow .
Roggies coming , I muttered , and I slipped into a deep sleep .
21.20 ning Ill run the bath and will be in the wat quarters if you need me , Thank you , Maria , I said .
She nodded in response and left the room .
I stood up from my seated position and crawled onto the bed .
The drugs had started to take effect , which left me feeling drowsy , My eyes closed as soon as my head rested on the soft pillows , I needed all the strength I could get for tomorrow .
Roggies coming , I muttered , and I slipped into a deep sleep .
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