Cynthia rubbed the arms of the young female sitting on her bed. It was clear that she had little or no idea what had just taken place. Seeing her trembling hands, she asked Alexa to pour out some brandy. Alexa handed her the glass, and Cynthia placed it against her mouth. "Here, my dear, drink this. It will calm your nerves."Trishelle swallowed the liquid only to cough against the burn. Both women noticed that color returned to her cheeks, and she stopped shivering. Trishelle turned to the grandmotherly figure. "I'm sorry, Ma'am, but I don't know what's going on." Glancing around, she suddenly realized that she was not in her room. "Umm...where am I?" Cynthia and Alexa exchanged glances above her head."Don't worry, you're in our room," Cynthia said, hoping to soothe her."Oh no, I'll get in trouble." She mumbled under her breath, but both ladies heard her well enough. "Thank you for your hospitality, but I should get back to work. Please excuse me." Trishelle made a move to get up,
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