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14: Feisty little thing

We arrived from Paris on Monday. I wanted to go home straight but Damien said to take a few days to calm myself down. He was right. If I have to see my dad in this rage, I'll probably hate myself later on.

A knock on my bedroom door startled me. I covered myself up with the blanket.

"Come in"

The door cracked opened revealing Mrs Rose. The house help. Damien had left for work. I guess we're back to this. I'll hardly see him now. As much as my time in Paris wasn't pleasant, it brought me closer to Damien and I couldn't be anymore happier.

"Good morning madam" Rose stood by my side with a smile plastered on her face.

"Rose. How was your weekend?"

"I should ask you that ma'am" she dropped a basket of clean bedsheets. "Mr Forrest said to change the sheets"

I groaned inwardly. Damien didn't have to do that. Since we got married, I've been changing the sheets. E

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