Chapter 33

Clifford didn't come to the bedroom that night. When Latisha woke up the next morning, he was already gone.

She lay in bed, staring at the ceiling for two hours before finally getting up. She had no appetite, but she made some soup and forced herself to drink two bowls before taking the medication her doctor had prescribed.

Around five in the afternoon, the doorbell rang.

Latisha opened it to find Clifford's assistant, Ziven, standing outside.

"Good afternoon, Mrs. Lambert. Mr. Lambert sent me to pick you up," Ziven said with a respectful bow.

Latisha frowned in confusion. Ziven couldn't understand sign language, so she didn't bother trying.

He explained, "Today is your birthday. Mr. Lambert asked that you wear one of the new outfits you bought yesterday."