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the convent, she cried every night. Missing home, missing your parents. I miss Anthony. But over time, her suffering stopped being painful and became just a silent emptiness, like the

sentment and anger she held towards her cousin's antics, which separated her from Anthony, Lily hoped that Rosamund had found shelter, at least, after all, she was pregnant and in a few months would give birth to a child she had not had. blame for the mother's mistakes. Lily was brought out of her thoughts by a knock on the door and got up to open it. — The mother asked to warn that no one should leave the room — said a novice. - Why? — An army contingent is approaching. —Confederates? - We do not know. It's with our flag, but it could be the Yankees. — And why can't we leave the room? — We are women, even though we are in a convent. — An authoritative voice reached them. Lily and the novice turned to the mother superior who was coming down the hall. — Therefore, do not leave your rooms. It's an order. Lily didn't refute. Locking herself in her room, she climbed onto the bed to look out the small window, curious. A contingent of men on horseback was actually approaching the convent. Lily wondered if some of the soldiers, if they were really Confederates, might have seen Anthony. She longed to hear from him. She had asked in the letters she sent to her mother, but she replied that the Crawford family had broken ties. Her father had gone to Theodore's house and told him everything and as he predicted they were on Anthony's side and also refused to believe that Rosamund was telling the truth about being pregnant with Elliot. And from then on, nothing more was said between the families. The men entered the convent courtyard and Lily couldn't see anything else. Hours later, she heard movement in the hallways and opened the door. - What is happening? — She asked one of the nuns who hurried past. — Mother called us to help. There are many injured men! You come? - Clear! — Lily followed the nun and was startled to see what the lower part of the convent had transformed into. Several stretchers had been improvised and men of all shapes a