Chapter 68

• He squeezed his garment, his brows knitted in thought. "The last time I saw little Remeta, she had herself cut open with a broken glass from the cup her mother used to bring water for her. She would have killed herself that day if I didn't have the two maids I went with, and her mother to restrain her."
• She gasped in horror. She didn't know that it was this bad for Remeta.
• "They were able to put her to sleep even as she kept mumbling; 'no life, no bed', no life, no bed'. She added, mama please just let me die....."