"Have you heard the news?" Nanny Nia asked as she folded up little of Jasmine's belongings inside the box.
Jasmine whose mind had been as usual far edged away, barely heard Nanny Nia.
A few days before they went visiting the castle and yet here she was, still in anguish, mourning the loss of her child.
She didn't want to get over it.
Mainly because she was worried that she would forget she ever carried the child.
So she held unto the memory fervently.
That way she didn't have to let go.
"Jasmine?" Nanny Nia said.
Jasmine jerked, crashing back to reality.
"Yes?" She answered quickly and tensed.
Nannh Nia smiled weakly and then finished folding the dress she held and picked another one.
"You're thinking again." Nanny Nia remarked gently.
Jasmine gave a weak smile. "I'm fine. What were you saying?"
Nanny Nia looked at her for a while and then sighed before speaking. "I was asking if you had heard the new news?"
Jasmine frowned. "What news?"
