127 Mad

It was already 11 o'clock by the time Louisa finished her cleaning round with the other girls.

Clarissa wasted no time to attach to her side almost immediately.

"Do you want to talk about it?" she asked a seriously distracted Louisa who seemed lost in her head, a lot. They had just tidied the empty rooms in the third floor and so were trooping onto the alley with Mrs. Fairfield taking the topmost lead.

Louisa was having a hard time containing all of the things she was feeling and so she did not have an answer to what Clarissa had asked although she very well knew what her question was directed at.…

After the situation with Thomas yesterday, Louisa could not help getting into her bed and crying herself sore. She did not deserve his compassion, she'd thought and continued her sob, leaving her food to tend to themselves.