She almost didn't notice the glass cracking in her palm, then when it shattered, she looked down at it and quickly opened her hand to make sure she wasn't bleeding, she wasted no time pushing herself off the bed, not caring how dizzy she got or the feeling in her stomach, she quickly moved the glass to the garbage, before pulling the sheet off, making sure it didn't go through to the bedsheet. She worked fast, even getting a new blanket from the closet, before she managed to sit back down on the edge of the bed, her eyes screwed shut, blood seeping from the cut hand.

"I'm sorry sir, this... this is something I'd prefer not to share..." She finally said, ignoring the dizziness or the lurch in her stomach that made her want to curl up into a ball and just cry over the fact that she wasn't strong enough to be above jealousy.