I don’t move from my bed. I don’t eat and I don’t sleep.

A whole day passes this way.

I have some awareness of Ivy with me, holding me, stroking my hair back from my face. But she doesn’t stay. Even with Kevan’s death, she and the rest of the women still have to clean and still have to cook.

He didn’t die. Nolan killed him.

At one point, I think I hear Nolan’s voice, but it has no effect on me. I ignore it and him until he goes away.

Later, one side of my face feels cold and I ...