When Jocelyn had returned home, her mother was there. Her mother had asked what was wrong, but she chose not to reply. She just wanted to lie down and sleep the rest of the day away. Her appointment with Edgar would have to wait. She just couldn't bear to deal with anyone else right now. She simply bowed in apology before retreating to her room. She changed into her night gown, and proceeded to lay in the bed that she shared with her sister. Her parents couldn't afford much more than the bare essentials. Sharing a bed was the only way for those two to even have a bed in general.<br/><br/>"I'm sorry mother, but tell Edgar I'm not feeling well..." she called out, "Tell him we will have to postpone our meeting for another time.." Her mother seemed worried but agreed none the less. When Edgar arrived not a few moments later, her mother had to turn the betrothed away. He seemed somewhat disappointed, but stayed to chat with Evelyn and her mother.<br/><br/>Evelyn could only give a smile to him, but it masked the pain of her heart shattering all the same. Edgar also had a frown on his face as he noticed Evelyn's pain. He loved Evelyn even though he acted like his affection was for her sister. He did it to please her father. He knew his father nor her father would allow him to wed Evelyn. It truly shattered him on in the inside. If things got too painful, he could simply call off the engagement, but that would more than likely result in Jocelyn being shunned from the family. Evelyn loved her sister dearly after all. He couldn't bear to break Evelyn's heart even more than he was now. When he gave his departure, the last thing he saw was tears welling in Evelyn's eyes.<br/><br/>The next morning came, and it was quite frigid. Luckily for the villagers, it wasn't snowing or raining. Laundry could be dried outside instead of risking burning on the stove. The sun was shining too, which made it even more desirable for doing laundry. Jocelyn had prepared breakfast for her mother and sister. Their father was out on a hunting trip, so one of the family dogs wasn't around. Hunter was lying comfortably in front of the fire.  His tail wagged slightly as he saw his master, Jocelyn enter the room. She had bent down to pet his fur gently.<br/><br/>"We have to go to the clinic today, boy," she spoke to the dog, "We need your guidance when we go visit the new client in town. I know you don't like the midwife much, but this is a very important job. Only you can fulfill the task." as if on cue, the dog rose from his position and began walking towards the door. Jocelyn smiled as she put on her cloak, and walked with Hunter towards the clinic. She wouldn't be surprised if the midwife got angry with her for bringing Hunter along. If that was the case, she could simply turn her words against her. She wasn't that cruel though. Just stubborn.