*Eliza*
Jared was gone for the rest of the day, leaving me alone in his huge bed. It was quiet in the house, and out the windows that lined the far wall of his bedroom, I could see people working in the gardens that circled the old manor. Large puddles of muddy water covered the village, reflecting the lights spilling from the cottages and shop fronts that wove along the well-beaten trail weaving through town.
I had no idea what Jared was up to. I also had no idea what exactly he wanted me to be doing right now.
I went through his dresser, trying to find something that would fit me other than the cotton pajamas I'd been wearing all day. All I had to my name was my journal, my pajamas, and the gray dress I wore during my job as a laundry maid… which Miriam hadn't brought with her when
