Emily
Being bored was an understatement as to how I was feeling at the moment. Used to being occupied whether at work or at home, I felt useless just lying in bed all day. The staff doesn’t allow me to do anything, if I tried to wash the glass that I had just used, I would be told by one of the maids that it wasn’t my job and that Mr. Jacob will be very upset if they allow me to wash it.
Sighing, I pulled the covers from over my head as I picked up my phone and stared at the latest message that I had gotten from whoever had been stalking me. I never meant to hurt you, but you had left me no choice. Why is it that you can go on dates with a stranger but you won’t give me the time of day when I am the one who clearly loves you? Thinking back to last night, I could’ve died and I was certai
