Diana.
The last thing I remembered was finishing up my meal, then I passed out on the bed. I had no idea of how the dishes were cleared.
I rubbed my eyes, then got down from the bed. I had never been this way, waking up with no anxiety or thinking about how the man I share a bed with would react. This life is so much better.
As I went through my thoughts, the door was gently opened and a lady, around my age or maybe older than me walked in. “I am sorry to have walked in. I knocked and when I didn't hear any answer, I thought you were still sleeping.” She apologized, with her head down.
“It is okay. I just woke up actually.” I dismissed her concern, stretching out. “Do you mind me asking who you are?” I raised a brow.
She hurried to bow in front of me. “I am Nadine and I am your pers
