Chapter 4

Jane

It was past nine in the evening when l finally reached home. I was feeling very exhausted. The lounge was unusually quiet. Elena's excited screams usually greets me when l arrive home from work.

I stopped Bertha , one of the house maids who was going into the kitchen.

"Is Elena already in bed?"

Her eyes widened in surprise.

"I thought you knew , Mrs Moretti. Elena is..."

" Call me ma'am!," l said suddenly feeling irritated.

"Elena was taken from school this afternoon. She was very sick. Mr Moretti and the doctor are attending to her upstairs....."

I didn't wait for her to finish talking, l was already running up the stairs to Elena's room. My heart was thumping in fear. Elena rarely got sick. I burst open the door.