I know that things are going wrong for me

[karina-vb.livejournal.com]

Afternoon of Day 126. Day 22 without sleep.
Home.

I shouldn't be outside, but I like the fresh air as it rains. We don't have a chair that rocks inside. So I sit and I rock, likely looking as mad as I feel, and listen for Erzebet's movements.

I don't like what she's doing. I don't like her. I think I've lost Valmont's confidence in me, in addition to raising even the slightest suspicion in town that I'm not well.

I really shouldn't be outside.

Maryk and Leah, they're so worried. Lena's practically useless. I sigh and draw my shawl tighter around my shoulders. I wonder where my god is and if he's forsaken me, too. A tear rolls down my cheek and falls onto my hand.

I really shouldn't be outside like this.


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