Chapter ElevenMarlowe Sage Kunetsov I stared at the door. I wasn't exactly staring at it. I was staring through it, staring into space. I could not feel, I could not think, I couldn't do anything.I was stuck in a state of limbo. My mother was dead. Mikhail had known this whole time and he had let me think she was still alive. Tears started to run down my face again and I buried my face in my hands as I cried. I was not sure which one of the things I was feeling was worse. The devastation from losing my mother and being completely alone or the thought of how she had died. My mother had been sick. She could have fallen down the stairs or she could have hit her head in the kitchen or the bathtub. She could have been in a situation where she was hurt and been unable to get help. I cried harder. The devastation was consuming me. I heard a knock on the door. I didn't give a response. A new maid had come. Her name was Leah. I hadn't said a word to her when she brought in my breakfast
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