The sun streamed through the window of Nellie's bedroom and woke her up suddenly. What a pleasant surprise, she thought. It seemed as though the sun almost never came out anymore.
She rose to look at the time and realized it was time to get ready for another busy day in the meat pie shop. She threw on her dress and shoes, and went to the bathroom to wash her face.
When she was finished she went to the kitchen to find Toby setting out plates for the day.
"Good morning, mum.", he said cheerfully.
"Oh, 'ello, Toby. 'ow's your morning been?" she said in a hoarse, sleepy voice.
"Fine, thanks, mum."
They prepared for the day in silence as Mrs Lovett was deep in thought. I'm just gonna tell him how I feel, she said to her self, and if he dosn't feel the same way at least I'll know it. I can't stand this not knowing, this silence.
She made Mr Todd's breakfast and martched up the steep, narrow stairs to the barber shop. She walked in to find Sweeney sitting in his chair, motionless.
"Mr T? Love, I brought your breakfast." Mrs Lovett said softly.
"Put it on the table. Get out."
"Love, I need to say something to ya."
Silence.
"I need to tell you how I feel about you. I--"
"I said get out!"
"Mr Todd! I need to say something to ya!! Just listen! That's all I'm asking for!"
"You bitch! Get out of my barber shop before I kill you!" and as he said this he flipped open one of his razors and pointed it in Nellie's direction.
Mrs Lovett ran out the door and down the stairs faster than she ever thought she might be able to. She didn't bother to lift the bottom of her skirt like she usually did, and it caught on a loose nail. It sent her flying head over heals to the bottom of the stairs with a great thud. She screamed in pain as she saw the blood running from her knees and felt her head throb in terrible pain.
She was sure that Mr T had heard her and would come running from his shop to see what had happened. But he didn't. She just laid there moaning in excruciation for what seemed like a lifetime.