Unanswered Calls

After my shower, I felt tired, angry, and just ill. It wasn’t that late, but I was in no mood to go on with my plan. After what I had just gone through... I thought, Forget it. I decided to go to sleep.

I don’t know how long it was before I heard a knock on the door. I opened my eyes, and by the look toward the window, I realised it was dark.

“Come in,” I croaked out. My throat hurt, too.

A maid walked in. “How are you feeling, miss?” she asked.

“I’m not feeling well,” I told her.

“Okay. Would you like us to prepare anything, or are you going to come down and join everyone for dinner?”

“No, I don’t think I can do that. Would you mind making me some chicken soup?”

“Of course, miss. I’ll be on it in just a few minutes.”

“Of course,” I said.

The maid left, and I continued sleeping. She came back later and knocked again. When I answered, she brought the soup and some bread, asking if I wanted anything else. She had also brought me some water.

“Would you like something else?”

“No, but coul