Briette lies in bed, the letter resting idly on her bedside table. This morning's eerie shift in atmosphere sends a knowing misfortune in this notice, but she eventually collects her courage to reach for the envelope and gently release the seal. Her eyes scan with a trudge, and a knowing fate awaits as she grasps the letter inside and gradually raises it to view.
The abrupt direction and realization of her father strike her eyes. It does not take long for her to recognize what has occurred, though her mind has not fully comprehended it. Her face, once neutral, now gains a despair. And the indolent Briette waits in bed, pondering how to proceed.
