I woke up the next morning feeling completely miserable. My plan to escape had failed fantastically. I still had my back up plan I had been working on but I needed to make sure Joseph stayed away long enough for me to enact it. Pushing plan B aside for now, I watched my servant girl,Millie, bring in some clothes, probably borrowed from Laura. Another servant trailed her holding a tray of breakfast.
A huge commotion was occurring on the lower floors and I perked up my ears, trying to concentrate on the sounds. It was because I had heard my name yelled that the commotion caught my attention in the first place. I could distinctly hear a gruff elderly lady speaking above people protesting. Her voice got closer and closer until finally, my door flew open .
“A-ha!” the elderly lady proclaimed
