Somehow, after her manic episode had passed, exhausted from laughing and crying in solitude, Ayesha managed to fall asleep again. As punishment for her behaviour, the maids didn't bring any dinner that evening. No one came to fill her fireplace with wood, allowing the chill to steal into every area of the room. She kept warm by keeping her gown on and shuffling beneath the covers.She kept the knife hidden under her pillow, with her hand firmly around the handle so no one could come in and take it from her. When she opened her eyes again, piercing sunlight had replaced the dark sky. But, when she looked at her table, there was no tray of food waiting for her. Ayesha was unfazed. Hunger, she would bear. She would starve until she dropped. If they intended to marry Festus off to a corpse, she would see their wishes granted. When afternoon came, she sat by the window, hands wrapped around her midsection as hunger further settled in. No one came in throughout the day. She remained glued
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