Once again, for the second time in one day, I froze… dead in the spot. What the hell?
“Bruce…” I tried to yell but my voice came out as a little, mild whisper. Marie? A baby? When?
“Ma’am?” Nick called me into reality but his anxious voice was hardly enough. Still very lost in my thoughts, I stared at the ground… picturing Marie pregnant.
“Nicolas!” A firmer voice echoed from behind. “What’s going on here?”
We turned around and locked eyes with dark eyed Ricci.
“Your attention is needed at the manor sir.” Nick replied with some top notch professionalism.
Ricci’s gaze glazed over me, stretching over every inch of my skin… carefully observing my countenance. I stood still, heavily dampened.
“Chelsea,” he smirked before returning his gaze to Nick. The atmosphere changed as the day
