“I’m sorry I didn’t quite grasp your name” she had said as she led me into the rest room.

“Tessa” I said softly. “And yours?”

“Regina” she said with a bright smile. “Let me help you with that”

She moved to help me take off my clothes.

Regina’s voice was soft, almost soothing. There was this calm reassurance in her carriage. In a way, her presence helped me cope with the madness in my mind.

“Tessa, I know this isn’t easy,” she said as she carefully help me slip into my dress, adjusting the dress on my shoulders. “But everything will be fine. My brother… he can be difficult, I...