The First Apology

Amalia was laying on the bed when she heard the door creak open.

“Amalia, may I come in?” Donata’s voice was cajoling in its tone.

“You all do as you wish, why ask?” Amalia huffed impatiently.

“I came to apologize, if you’ll allow.”

Amalia sat up in the bed, pulling the pillow against her middle and leaning against the headboard. She watched through narrowed eyes as the woman came close and sat on