Chapter Seventeen: Messed Bloodline?

Mira's POV

I was only nineteen when I had Alexander. It all happened fast. I was just the maid's daughter living in this very mansion. After years of existence in this palatial home, which I also called home, I never met Christos. I only saw him in photographs and I thought that he's the most handsome man alive. I especially fell in love with his playful gaze. Even from a painting, I couldn't help but fall in love with him. My mother often dissuaded me from going down that path. According to her, servants and those born into money shouldn't even breathe the same air. I tried to keep my emotions in check. I stopped thinking about him. I shunned him out of my dreams even. However, when we finally met, all those feelings came flooding back in. It's amazing that I fell for a man before I even met him and when I did, it was done. It was set in stone. I couldn't help but feel like a lovesick puppy. Whether we were a match made in heaven or not,