As Waverly exited the office, she felt a tear fall from her eye as she blinked. Her mind was exhausted. The fate of so many lives were in her hands and it was becoming too much to bear. She rested her body against a wall by the door and wiped away any existing tears, with her eyes narrowed in on the hardwood floors.
Her thoughts were disturbed by a voice coming from the doors that led in from the library.
“Miss, are you alright?"
Waverly raised her head and saw Felicity beside her holding a pair of bedsheets. She sniffed and wearily grinned. “Not really. You wouldn't happen to have a key with you for the room downstairs, would you?"
Felicity tucked the bedsheets under her arm and touched the pocket of her apron. “Each of us staff members do."
Waverly sniffed once more and quickly
