This short chapter will be about Sarah, let us get to know her a little bit by delving into her thoughts.
The next chapter is supposed to be centered on our original BATB characters.
Upstairs in Madame Amelia's guest room, Sarah sat dejectedly on the stool in front of the provided vanity. As she softly brushed and braided her long, luscious hair, she stared into her reflection. Her lips were silent, but her mind was far from quiet. She was glad that her parents had granted their consent to this trip. Well, her mother had objected over and over again, saying it was too dangerous. They had granted her this freedom at least, but what of when she returned home? Yes, she felt like a stranger in this small village, though she believed herself to have already made a few new friends. But she was filled with dread at the prospect of when she was to return home to Paris, within a year.
"Oh, Papa. I can't believe I agreed to your terms," she thought to herself. "I know what happened to my older sister! Do I want that kind of life? No, I do not! But this...this arrangement? I still find it so unfair! The end results would not be genuine, and I have lost count of how many times I have tried to make myself very clear on that subject. I know that you and Momma want me to be safe. But don't you think this is going too far?
I'm a grown woman. You sent Pierre with me to keep an eye on me. Papa, I don't know if I can do this. If I can go through with this. It just feels so wrong. Just because it happened to Rachael doesn't mean it will happen to all of us. Papa, I have great respect for you, and Momma. But right now I feel caged and daunted on because of our agreement."
Tears filled her eyes as she entwined her fingers through her locks. "If we go through with this, I know I'll never be truly happy...with him! But I gave my word that I would do as you say if things don't turn out differently. How I pray they will! But, Papa...this 'plan' of yours, it...it isn't something you can just make happen! It is something much greater than our imagination can comprehend, and you cannot force it to be there!"
What do you think? What is she talking about? Have to keep reading this story to find out!