Putting down the diary in her hand, Anna was silent for a long time. The diary was taken by Lena, and although her old friend hadn't read a single word, the head maid could see the ominous contents written on Anna's face.
"What secret about our Malin could make you lose your composure like this?" the head maid asked softly.
"See for yourself. I can't express such blasphemous content in words; it's beyond my capacity to bear, my dear Lena..." At this point, Anna choked up, recalling her daughter and her exceptionally sweet but very young eldest child.
My daughter, I know you have good judgment, but your insight is unnervingly sharp, and your selection of your beloved... is far too stringent.
