I didn't get a good sleep last night. I was constantly thinking of how I could back out of this.

I didn't sleep with Edward Collins in the bedroom. I had ordered the maid to show me to some other room where I had only had a little sleep.

After I washed myself and put on a little makeup, I stepped out of the room and I prayed I shouldn't bump into his cold, menacing face.

They were downstairs having breakfast when I came down. Mother walked up to me.

"What's wrong, dear? You have a sad look on your face," she said. "Did Edward do something?"

My eyes wandered...