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Elizabeth's POV I do not know why I even tried going to Sir Christopher. I knew he would not understand. I knew he would not know how it feels to have a sick mother and you don't have the money to look after her. What was I thinking? Why was I even trying? I should not even have dared talk to him. He has saved my mother's life. I should be thankful for it. I feel like crying as I am tired because I know I still have to care for my mother when I get home. She is getting better and better every day, but she can still not look after herself. I know she's trying very hard and trying to help me, but she is still a little sick. She had many operations, and I understand why she cannot help herself. When my mother was so ill, I tried to get ahold of her sister, but I couldn't. And how his sister