“AAAHHH!!!”

What was that? Where am I? How...

A dream?

No. Everything inside the dream felt too real. All those people, all those eyes looking at me. Why? Why?! Why?!!

“Milady!! What’s wrong?”
“Martha?”
“Oh goodness, you must have had a terrible nightmare.”

Martha then walked to the side of my bed and gave me a gentle hug. A warmth that my own Mother refused to give me. Only Martha can give me this. 

“Oh my baby, it’s all okay now. Everything is fine.”

Oh Martha, how I miss your hugs. 
Yes, if Martha is here then everything was just a dream.
In those dreams everything just went wrong. Father died, Brother disappeared, and Mother left me alone. Everybody dear to me just went away one by one, even Martha. In the end I was forced to marry for money. I was humiliated my whole life. 

“Martha?”
“Yes? Are you okay now?”
“Am I a bad person?”
“Why do you say that?”
“I saw a dream… there everybody hates me.”
“Oh you poor poor child. How can a girl this cute be a bad person? Now let’s sleep again, okay? I will be beside you and guard you from any nightmares.”

Martha gently laid me on bed and sang my favorite lullaby. Before long I was lulled in a deep sleep.