Taking in her surroundings the woman sighs softly, a manor once filled with laughter and happiness now stood empty and cold. The memories reliving themselves right in front of her eyes; from the day she and Edvard stood in front of the manor with their boxes, ready to move in. The times she had welcomed people into their home, into their family. Slowly she walked up the stairs, her hand gliding along the railing as she makes her way towards her room.
Hesitantly, Veronna took small steps towards the bed, knowing these will be the last steps she would ever take. With an envelope in her hand she sits down on the edge of the bed, looking down at all the letters within the envelope she was gripping onto. "Forgive me, I am sorry.."
Laying down she stares at the papers, her eyes fighting to stay open for a little while longer. The poison was taking it's effect, and with one last breath the woman finally let go of a life she had fought so hard to keep.