Chapter 12
Elena’s POV
I stayed in my room longer than usual. After what happened between Demien and his slut.
When I finally stood and dressed in a simple blouse and trousers, the fabric felt cool against my skin.
As I came downstairs, the quiet click of my steps echoed lightly on the polished floor. In the dining area, Maria was setting the long table. The soft clink of porcelain and the gentle pour of coffee filled the space. The rich, dark aroma of freshly brewed coffee drifted toward me, warm and familiar.
When she noticed me, her expression softened into a kind smile.
“Good morning, Mrs. Voss,” she said gently. “I hope you had a sweet night rest.”
I returned a small smile. “Yes I did. Thank you, Maria.”
She finished placing the last cup and looked at me with quiet understandi
