The door swung open, and Abigail watched as the woman who had brought her water earlier entered, followed by two other maids carrying a tray filled with a variety of food—exactly what she needed.
They walked over to her, setting a table before her and placing the tray on it.
"If you need anything else, don't hesitate to reach out. I'll be right outside the door." The woman said gently, and Abigail smiled, watching them walk out of her room. The door got shut, and Abigail glanced down at the food they had brought for her.
It's been over twenty minutes or so since she was brought in by Blake; he hadn't appeared to her since and must have commanded them to bring her these. Is he that nice? For some time, he would act cold and distant; other times, he would be the nicest person she had ever
