Darcy.
I heaved out a sigh dragging my feet to the nearest sit as I could find in the kitchen. Since the moment that I had stepped into the house, Miss Bridget had only made work around the kitchen, preparing for the ball that she had organized to take place tomorrow. “Who asked you to sit?” Miss Bridget’s voice boomed through the kitchen.
My feet almost failed me as I rushed to stand up. “I...” I tried to voice out but it kept failing me.
The note that Beta Michael had given me wasn’t even close by that I could use to communicate with her and she has been ignoring my sign, no matter what I had tried to tell her. I do know that she understand what I have been saying. “You better get back to work before I change my mind. Already, I have to let you go at the end of the day and I need you
