Ophelia turned around to the sound of a knock on the door.
She watched in silence as a maid opened the door slowly, and peeked in.
Ophelia raised one eyebrow at her in question, and realized this was a quirk she had picked up from Blaine over the year they had been married.
Her chest began to hurt even more than it already did from the knowledge that she was definitely losing him.
“What is it?” She yelled at the maid, who startled and jumped back.
“You have a caller.”
“Who?”
“Akira Kato.” The maid bowed, and Ophelia did not miss that she was taking micro steps back in case her mistress decided to attack her suddenly like she did the other maid last night.
She frowned. Did this i***t even realize this would annoy her even more?
“Who the hell is that?” She responded finally.
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