GRACE
Slow voices were heard by me and a faint light made its way through my eyes. I blinked ky eyes several times before opening them fully because the sudden light was making me uncomfortable. The voices were of the butler and the house help. Both of them were staring at me with worry evident in their eyes.
It took me nearly a minute to collect the memories about my conversation with dad before I had fainted.
I was in my bedroom now.
"How are you feeling now, ma'am?" The house help asked.
"Better, but I still feel my head spinning," I told them honestly.
"Did you eat anything since morning?" The butler asked. And my attention drifted to Roy. he had made omelets for us.
"Yes, I had an omelet," I said as my eyes roamed all around my room. The canvas, on which I had made Roy's p
