If Doctor Aris called tomorrow with news that the liquid was completely harmless, I would have to find a way to forgive myself for doubting my husband.

I smoothed the top sheet on the bed, pulled the quilt over my shoulders, and closed my eyes against the dark.

The mantel clock down in the lower hallway chimed midnight, its faint metallic ring carrying clearly through the open doors of the mansion.

I woke up instantly, my mind sharp and clear, the lingering heaviness of the past weeks completely gone from my limbs.

I pulled on my robe, picked up a light wool throw blanket from the armchair, and stepped out into the dim hallway.