Chapter 73. Tonight Will Be the End

They were gone for a while. Doris watched the sun come up but didn't see it fully raise before she fell asleep on Enzo's couch. As a maid, she would have normally been appalled at herself for potentially staining the couch with the amount of blood on her clothes. Now, she felt numb to it all. To any sort of thought that required her to listen to someone or take orders. How would she ever be that way again?

When she opened her eyes, it must have been hours later. The sun was low again and the fire had dimmed to a slow burn. Enzo sat in a chair across from her with his eyes fixed on the dying flames. He looked deep in thought, she wondered if he was here to punish her for killing one of his own. As if he felt her eyes on him, he looked over at her.

"Doris, how are you feeling?" He asked as he sat up from his slouched position. Doris lifted the heavy blanket that was draped around her and pushed it off. She still wore the bloodied clothes that reminded her it wasn't a dream