Alexander Sterling stood outside his daughter's bedroom door, concern etched deeply on his face. Maria had informed him that Cora had not eaten dinner the previous night or breakfast this morning. That she claimed to be unwell but would not allow anyone into her room.He knocked gently. "Cora? It is Father. Can I come in?"There was silence from the other side of the door."Cora, please," Alexander said. "Maria tells me you have not eaten. I am worried about you. Just let me see that you are alright.""I am fine," Cora's voice came through the door. It sounded weak. Strained. "I just need some rest.""You have been resting for almost a full day now," Alexander pointed out. "That is more than rest. That is hiding. And I want to know what you are hiding from.""I am not hiding," Cora said. "I just do not feel well.""Then let me call a doctor," Alexander offered. "If you are sick, we should have someone examine you.""No," Cora said quickly. "No doctor. I just need time alone. Please, F
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