Isabella's POV
The joy I felt can not be quantified.
I sat on my bed, taking in all the changes in here.
I'm just a maid, how can I have such a lovely room?
I know I said yes to being Nate's girl but still, my job description in this house is for me to be a maid.
I wonder what I have done or what it was that I'm doing at this moment of my life that made me deserve this.
This is a little too much I must say.
How can I even explain this to anyone?
In and out of my thoughts, I decided to call Thelma.
She needed to tell me why she did all this and kept it all away from me.
Why didn't she tell me?
Even if she was told not to tell me she could have given me hints.
She could have let me in on what was going on, even if it was a little bit, she is my friend af
