Chapter 27
- MATILDA
- Charles had been gone day in and day out. I wasn't exactly certain where he went, however from the second I awakened, he was no place to be seen. The night was approaching and I was starting to get worn out.
- "Matilda, dear," Maria started, strolling toward me with some nursery scissors. Her dress was discoloured with soil stains and her gloves never really hid her skin that looked out through the tears.