Chapter 29
The clattering of plates and silvery wares filled the entire house, all the maids were busy setting up in the kitchen. It was an occasion that was waiting to happen and Esme was clueless. She had escaped from her room trying to avoid Kyle after the whole fiasco the night before and planned on staying that way until she was ready.
"Don't you think you're failing poorly if that's what you're trying to do." Kyle voiced out folding his hands across his chest as he watched her pause.
"s**t," she muttered under her breath. "I have no idea of what you're talking about." she defended turning around to face him.
His white shirt had made him look more of a saint, someone innocent without flaws. He looked perfect. He cleared his throat which gained back Esme's attention.
"Uh. I mean.
