CHAPTER 10: A DATE WITH ERIC SARTON

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When we got back, I was so tired that I didn't even bother to unpack the shopping bags. I just took a bath and went to sleep. I woke up the next morning feeling better, though my legs were sore from standing and walking all day. When I heard a tap on the door, I rushed towards it, thinking it was Alex, but I saw an elderly woman with a tray of food. It was smoked salmon and avocado toast. I took the food from her and thanked her. “Alex wanted me to inform you that your hairdresser and makeup artist will be here to help you get dressed for the day.” “Wait, I mean, how can I address you?” I asked when I couldn't think of a name for her. She wasn't dressed like a chef or a worker. “Call me Anna; everyone around here calls me by my name,” she said with a smile. “Thank you, Anna, for shari

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