Chapter Fifty Five
“Ouch! how long has this thing been on? I am telling you, my scalp is on fire!”. I complained, wincing hard as I stared at my ridiculous appearance in the mirror.
I touched the foil before letting it go and turned around on the chair to face Candace. She could not stop laughing. She was definitely enjoying this way more than I was. Because she was not the one who was out here having her scalp tingling in the weirdest way possible. I hated this.
A lot had been on my mind since last night. I barely got enough sleep since the conversation that I had with Prince Ethan. I had no idea why he refused to talk about the most important thing. The one thing that I really thought he would be most concerned about. The fact that I did confess to him that I am his maid and that I
