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Mrs Azrael

Penulis: Vina Kalviné
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Yasmine's POV

"Let's go," Az said as I stood up from the dinning table.

"I-I don't have anything to wear... to get the marriage certificates," I replied, staring at his face.

"You don't have to worry about that, there's the shower, take your time and your dresses will be ready, just tell them what you want," He responded and turned to the maids.

"Give her whatever she wants, I'll have your wardrobe ready before we get back from getting the certificates and the letter you're writing to that man, leave it to me," he said and turned to leave while I walked back to my room with the maids after me.

"I can take care of myself, you don't have to hover around me," I said, almost apologetically.

"We have to, that's what we're here for, to serve you," The eldest one amongst them said.

I swallowed hard and nodded before walking into the room and straight into the shower.

The steam curled around me like a protective veil, easing the tension in my bones as I stood under the rainfall showerhead.
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