Chapter 61 Roses For Beatrice

• Beatrice
• I woke up later than usual after a dream in which the three of us were playing tennis, appearing like a perfect and happy family. It irritated me. I didn't want to go back to the past, as I've been there and it wasn't pleasant. Nevertheless, I tried once again, insisted, and I can say that the attempt was almost as terrible as the previous one.
• The insistent ringing of the doorbell worsened my mood even more. I put on a robe over my black silk nightgown and went to answer the door, feeling reluctant. It was only when I reached the hall that it occurred to me that the person could be Edward, coming to drop off Timothy. A familiar chill in my stomach and an increase in my heart rate made me pause for a moment and take a deep breath. I needed to calm down and not let my ex-husband realize that, even against my own sensibility and rationality, he still managed to shake me.