I was troubled. Miss Eleanor was definitely acting strange and suspicious. I didn't seem to understand her at all or what she was thinking in that head of hers.
She excused me after dinner and I went my way. After Archie had left this morning, he called me but I didn't pick up. I blocked his number and he called with several other lines.
Why the heck was he calling me? Wasn't he happy with his mate? He should leave me the hell alone. I was pissed, but mostly distressed. I didn't want my past with Archie to be disclosed, I was already seen as a mate stealer by the other servants, I don't want more complications. I may act touch when they gossip about me, but there is a limit to how much hurtful words I can endure.
"My hands are gonna rot," Anne whined as usual. "Iris dear, can I
