Stephen's p.o.v
"Stop thinking about her." I muttered softly to myself.
I was going out of my mind thinking about that lady. She was just a servant, and no different from all those that had hurt me. Yet I couldn't hate her, she had that longing expression which was filled with respect and happiness. Never had I ever seen such a pure expression of emotions. I was only used to seeing disgust and hatred on people's faces.
I stood up and moved around slightly while ignoring my body ache. She was all I could think of and what's worse was that I was looking forward to seeing her again.
When she first talked to me and tried to befriend me, I was in shock. But mostly my guard was up. She wasn't the first servant to try and act nice, no. There were a few more that wanted to
