Rebecca POV:

I patted the dust off my body, thinking to myself that someone had finally noticed me, and then spoke slowly, "My head is spinning, drag that chair over there for me to sit in."

Mrs. Klein glared at me, but beckoned the maid to bring the chair over.

I sat down and turned my face to look at Matthew, the tears I had just squeezed out had dried but left a tear stain at the corner of my eye, looking even more wretched and sobbing twice in deep resignation.

Heck, I was so angry that Matthew had taken so long to come in and not come over and...