SHARON'S POV.I jumped out of bed the moment I heard the knock.My heart was already racing before my feet even touched the floor. I didn't bother checking the mirror properly; I just grabbed a clean dress, slipped into it, and hurriedly smoothed my hair with my fingers. My mind has only one name.Morris.The dream was still fresh in my head. My mother's voice still echoed, as if it had been etched into my bones."Stay inside. He will come."I took a deep breath, straightened my shoulders, and opened the door with a hopeful smile already forming on my lips.It died instantly.It wasn't Morris.It was the housemaid, standing there politely with a tray of food in her hands."Good morning, ma," she greeted softly."Oh," I said, forcing a smile. My heart sank so fast it almost hurt. "Good morning."She stepped in, placed the tray on the small table near the window, and adjusted the cover. The aroma of the food filled the room, but I suddenly wasn't hungry anymore."This is your breakfast,
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