Forty Two

FORTY TWO

ELLEN

There were times we did wish you had an answer to every question, but most times you didn't. Robb's fall, notes from a dead man, Cullen's mysterious plan; it all just seemed a little too much to grasp.

I sighed, and gazed into the mirror, and the reflection that stared right back into my eyes. Terrifying, it was; the person that I had become. I couldn't recognise the woman who stared back at me.

Phew! How delightful!

Zach was seated on the bed, looking all glamoured up, and exquisite in his suit that evening. He had a book under his nose, and his eyes glancing briefly at me most of the time.

I didn't pay any attention to him, as I applied a little makeup on my face. A little rouge to the cheeks, to give them a little colour, some eyeliner, and then some lipstick.

Oh, dear! How dearly I wished for a break at that point. All these seemed naturally unnecessarily to me, but Zach wanted it, and that he was getting.

"You should be quicker