I was lost in my thoughts when Eliza came into the room.
"Good morning, ma'am," she said as she entered the room. "Would you like to come down for breakfast?" she asked, her voice laced with friendliness and invitation.
Going down for breakfast simply meant I would meet his family again, and I was loving the idea already. I'm not going to hide myself away just because Miller was being difficult. If he wants me to stay away from his family, he's going to have to give me a good reason.
I nodded. "Yes, I'd love to come down for breakfast," I said, smiling at Eliza.
“Alright ma'am,” she nodded professionally, turning on her heels to leave.
“Eliza,” I called her, and she stopped.
“Can you stop calling me ma'am? My name is Amelia, but you can call me Amy,” I told her, extending a sense
