Chapter 108

Regina didn't leave her room for an entire day after returning. The following day, Mary walked in, carrying a tray of food and a glass of juice. The very type of substance she needed, but had refrained from the entire day. "You need to stop behaving like this," she started, placing the tray down on the bedside table and moving to pull the curtains back. Light sipped into the room and the mold under the blanket stirred. Mary moved to stand at the edge of the bed, placing both her hands on her hips. "Regina," she called out. "Get up." The mold didn't move, at least, not immediately. With a sigh, Mary reached forward and pulled the duvet down, exposing her niece who was all curled up on the bed, looking like a dejected puppy. It was a rather pitiful sight, but they didn't exactly have the time to be pitiful. "What are you doing?" Mary asked. Regina was silent for a little while, when she finally spoke, her voice was nearly a whisper. "...he doesn't love me anymore, aunty." She said, "I do