“I'm fine” Amy yelled back as she walked towards her bed. However, Luther was persistent; he continued knocking for a few more minutes before leaving. Hearing the sound of distant footsteps, Amy sighed in relief. She really didn't have the energy to face him now.
It was better to stay alone.
In another part of the city, the golden chandelier illuminated the whole room, giving it an elegant and classy look. A few maids walked around, each of them assigned to different tasks and responsibilities. Ella descended the stairs, a glass of red wine in her hands. Her skin was as smooth as milk, and she had an ethereal appearance which made people turn their heads. Dressed in a flowing white gown, Ella made her way to the dining room to join her parents for dinner.
“Ella, my child, come here.”
