Valerie's POV…
I wanted to bake the cake the previous day but procrastination had always been a hard habit to break for me. The sound of chattering voices, pots clanging and instructions being thrown around was what welcomed me as I walked towards the kitchen. I watched from the doorway as some maids helped mix pastries, some prepared brines, while some were chopping up vegetables and fruits for different dishes and cocktails. A thought urged me to turn back and go upstairs to avoid disturbing them and also I didn't want to be in the company of people but then again my thoughts were on a roll and I wasn't in the mood for any overthinking. As I stepped into the kitchen, all the voices reduced to a bare whisper as some of the kitchen aids turned to face me.
God!! Why did they have to mak
