The next morning when Isadora woke up, she was startled awake by nightmares, relieved to open her eyes, looking everywhere and not find the maid Berta anywhere in sight.
Patting her chest in relief, considering the fact that in her sleep she had not drank the tea, but the pain had just began to set in.
Glancing at the clock, relieved to have woken up earlier than usual, she headed to the bathroom to take her bath before heading out.
Drying her hair and dressing up in a different gown, even as she stopped herself from blushing simply from the memory of the day before.
The thought that she had been half naked in front of him set her heart to thumping so heavily in her chest that she could almost assume she was on the verge of a heart attack.
'I won't even be surprised if he looks unbothered by it!' Isadora thought, staring at her face in the mirror and trying to pretend to be the same.
