ZARA’S POV
“I’ll take it,” Cael rose up and walked to the door. I smirked, he wouldn’t have expected me to get the door, would he? Anyway, I watched him open the door and also saw the blank expression on his face the moment he did. I was about to rise out of curiosity when a familiar figure came inside.
The housekeeper.
Cael closed the door after her and then she moved closer. She gave me a big smile and asked if I slept well.
“I did,” I replied, still holding my fork. “I wasn’t expecting you here, not this early in the morning.”
“I had to come,” she replied. “Today is the last you spend in Paris for your honeymoon, it should be beautiful and I intend to make it so.”
I sighed, “You care too much, maybe too much for your own good.”
“I will worry about that myself,” she replied gladly
