#Chapter 89: Rumors of a Fight

By the next morning, the drug had worked its way through my system and I felt like my old self again. I went down to breakfast, where I was reunited with Elva, who had stayed with Susie the night before by order of Nicholas. I was grateful for his foresight. Mortified as I was by my actions and sounds, I was at least spared the embarrassment of explaining any of this to Mark or the nanny myself. Or worse still, to Elva. A thought so stomach-churning, I dared not even think of it. So when I did finally greet her, it was with a tight hug and big smile, the same as always. Susie and I didn’t always sit together, but we chose to that morning. There were still many empty chairs with the previous elimination, and I was feeling vulnerable from what had happened the night before. I needed my friends. Around us the girls were chattering about the curiousness of the evening’s events. Terry was to be one of the main judges of the night, but he never came to ballroom. Also as curious, both N