Chapter fifty five

Chapter fifty five

Monica knew she was running out of time; her restlessness had just increased now that her movement was restricted to within the borders of the estate.

And then the new marriage date was approaching.

For the first time since her imprisonment, she looked at the doors with obvious intentions. After taking deep, necessary breaths, she strode to them and shoved them open.

Her strides doubled, then tripled...until she began running upon the marbles. Dark hallways, galleries, stairs, foyers and even more stairs before the Duchess's drawing room faced her.

That was the point she realized she was insane. Well she was that a long time ago, wasn't she. Monica had smiled at the thought and finally gone through the doors.

Seems mother and daughter were deep in a serious conversation...

Rebecca rushed to her feet in what looked like fright.

Anna however, frowned disapprovingly at the lady before them.

But the frown turned to something lighter and slightly confused when Monica fel