****Sorry this is really late!! And I'm going to try and start updating this again!! and sorry this one is short, I just published whatever I already had written!**********
CHAPTER 4
…Thinking about ways he could maybe, if he was careful, get her back.
Meg was making her way through the seemingly endless amount of stairs trying to reach the dressing room before anyone started to worry about where she was. If only mother knew where I had just been. I'm sure she's calling for me now. What if there's a search party out? With that, Meg quickened her steps, and burst through the dressing room mirror. Breathing heavily, she shut the mirror, blew out the few candles that were still lit, and opened the heavy wooden door out of the dressing room. Still slightly panting, Meg went to find her mother. She didn't have to look far, for her mother was rounding the corner.
"Vhere 'ave you been, child?" Madame Giry spoke curiously.
"Oh, maman. I have just been running around."
"I see..and 'ave you found anyzing to your liking?"
At this Meg blushed slightly and giggled, so her mom would only think she had met a new boy. Which ironically, she did.
The rest of the day seemed to pass by slowly. It was dark outside and Meg had just started to get ready for bed.