Nora's POV

I pondered on the strange call for hours, wondering if it was really who I thought it was. It shouldn't be. I winced in pain and realized that I had been biting my lip. I pulled my lip from the hold of my teeth and ran my tongue over the abused lip, soothing it.

"It's time for dinner, Madam Sasha." Jane called through the door as she knocked gently on it.

I breathed in relief at her voice, grateful that it wasn't Betsy again. I didn't think I wanted to have her anywhere near me ...