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58|Staying in the Master's room

Author: Nyssa Kim
last update Last Updated: 2025-02-20 19:00:53

Valentina pov.

“You will be staying in the Master's room from now on.”

My jaw nearly hit the floor at Martha’s words.

Did she just say that? No, it couldn’t be. Alexander was letting me sleep in his room… but why?

I shifted uncomfortably on the edge of the bed, swallowing hard as the maids worked swiftly, combing through my hair. My mind was spinning, drowning in unanswered questions.

I had just taken a bath—alone, despite Martha’s offer to help. The thought of her seeing my body right now was too mortifying. At first, I didn’t think much of it when she told me to use Alexander’s bathroom, assuming she simply didn’t want the hassle of walking back to my room while I looked like this.

But then, the real shock came. What I thought was just a maid bringing me fresh clothes turned into something entirely different. One by one, they carried in my entire wardrobe, unpacking my things as if this were now my permanent space.

Confused, I had asked Martha why.

And that was her answer.
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