I lay in bed till evening, not moving nor planning to go away, where, surprisingly, I didn't feel hurt anymore by Beatrice's words to me.

But the urge to get out of bed wasn't there anymore; it was as if I should lie down there instead of going down to meet more insults.

Suddenly I felt hungry, but didn't know how to go and ask for food. I didn't want to see Beatrice.. not yet. Her words might not be hurtful now, but her face still scares me; she might decide to go lower than she already has.

“Miss Naomi, Dinner is set”

Cassandra said standing in front of me....