I quietly sat on the bed trying to analyze what had happened. What have I done? I was too engrossed with my safety, my feelings, and my guards, that I forgot about his feelings, I was too scared to get hurt that I hurt him more. In return, hurting me as well. But I shouldn’t. I was ambivalent about everything. A little later, there was a knock on the door that woke me to reality. I went to open it and two ladies carried packages of signature boutiques. “Where do we place these, Ma’am?” “What are those?” One girl bowed. “The master asked for personal things for you.” I opened the door and motioned my hand toward the table. “Just on the table.” “Would you like us to place them in your closet?” “Please do so. And thank you so much.” I walked away from the maidservants and called my