Roger's POV
She doesn't know how to serve, what does she mean by she is not used to serving? Isn't she a servant? I scratched my head as I sat on my bed thinking.
I sat in the room watching a movie, trying to concentrate on it and forget about her.
I kept wondering why I wasn't able to take Amelia off my mind. Her words bothered me.
"She wasn't allowed to talk to me? Why? Maids aren't allowed to talk to people in higher ranks here?"
Just when I had decided to focus on the show I was watching on my tablet, I felt this sting on my chest, it was so painful that I thought I would break because of it.
The pang came again but this time around, it came with a throbbing pain that I felt was eating up my flesh.
My skin was heating up like I was being burnt by my flames.
I sealed my li
