Chapter 125 Dejected

• JESSICA
• The singing and chirping of the birds on the exotic trees in Mrs. James’s garden wake me up before I’m ready to get up from bed, but I don’t mind. I’ve overslept anyway. It is past nine in the morning, and I went to bed around nine-thirty the previous night, so that means that I’ve slept for almost twelve hours straight, something that I hardly do.
• Staying here with Mrs. James is good for my health and pregnancy. I take a quick shower and head downstairs because I can faintly hear the familiar voices of Sebastian and his wife, Carol, coming from downstairs. They hardly ever come here, not to talk of coming here so early, so I wonder what the problem is.