Chapter 7

It was a bright morning and Jane was awakened by the slight knock at the door. She yawned and stretched from her bed, then looking around the room. It appears unfamiliar and different from the apartment she has lived in for three years.

While she was still trying to recall where she was, the knock came again, disrupting her thoughts and she had to stand up and walked toward the door to see who it was.

"Good morning, Mrs. Lockwood" the maid nodded politely.

Jane blinked, her brow arching in confusion. "You must have the wrong person. Call me Jane," she said, still trying to shake off her grogginess.

The maid's smile softened. "Breakfast is ready. Would you like it sent to your bedroom, or would you prefer to have it with Mr. Caleb, your husband?”

At the mention of Caleb's name, Jane's hazy memory cleared. She remembered everything—the court, the marriage certificate, and the overwhelming emotions of the previous day. She asked the maid, "Is this Caleb