It looked like Naomi was different. She wasn't the Naomi that I knew when I first arrived here. Naomi wasn't as jolly as she was supposed to be whenever she was with me. The worst was that she was one of the servants that would help me to do everything that I wanted.
We both slept in the same room, which made my heart break even more because I felt betrayed because of what she had done to me.
Naomi turned around, so I walked too fast to grab her hand. Her face was calm, and her eyes weren't sparkly like what I always saw in her eyes.
Naomi looked at me coldly. She sighed, and I examined the robe that she was wearing. It was Damon's robe, I'm sure of that. Damon's robe had his initials printed on his clothes.
“Good evening, Anastasia.” Naomi greeted me. She even bowed her head and didn
