The door shut with a metal click, leaving the Office room empty and quiet, with a heaviness that hung over Tacha's head.
The Maid stood idly by for seconds, reliving the choice of her actions.
Sophia's face replayed in her head.
Her words… her eyes… the longing… the begging.
The subtle emotions lay waste before her, unbeknownst to the Daughter of the Arcanus Household.
Tacha had shut it closed.
She had fought the urge to abandon herself in the tide of sorrow that had washed over every bone in her flesh.
The plan had to be upheld.
It wasn't the decision of anyone… but the Matriarch of the Household.
'I apologise, Lady Sophia.' She thought to herself as she walked towards the desk of the Matriarch, trailing her fingers on its surface and taking a seat on the chair.
Her arms placed softly on the table, and her fingers intertwined with one another as her gaze, sharp and unnerving stuck to the door.
'I will wait… as you have said.'
