Victoria
I splashed water on my face and slapped my cheeks, trying to shake off the embarrassment that still lingered within me. "What is wrong with you?" I muttered to myself as I gazed at my reflection in the bathroom mirror. The events of the morning replayed in my mind, making me cringe.
"Victoria, is everything alright?" Drake's concerned voice broke through my self-reflection as he entered the bathroom of our small servants' squatter house. He was always there for me, offering a comforting presence whenever I needed it.
I wiped the water from my face with my uniform, attempting to regain my composure. "You can always tell me what's wrong," Drake said softly, moving closer to me.
Feeling a sense of relief, I rested my head on his strong chest. "I made a fool of myself. The laughi
