RowanI couldn't decide if Amelia was disaster-prone or just plain stupid. Who walks into someone's bedroom without knocking first? And then she had to interrupt us with that loud crash. Just when it was getting good."I'm sorry." She said quickly, bending to pick up the broken glasses. She had barely touched them when she snatched her fingers back immediately. I saw blood trickle out of her index finger.Raven scoffed next to me, straightening her clothes."Since when do you hire foolish maids?" She asked me, loud enough for Amelia to hear."She's not really my...""I'm sorry. I'll get it cleaned right away." Amelia said, interrupting me.She reached for the broken glasses again, but hissed when they pricked another finger."For fuck's sake!" I snapped. "Just go get a maid to clean it up. And you, get lost."She got up and ran away. I didn't feel bad for yelling. She wasn't a little kid. I mean, who pricks their fingers on broken glass twice in a row?"Sorry, baby, but I've lost my mo

AmeliaRowan was the absolute worst!To say I was pissed was to say the least. I was furious, I was enraged! I mean, who keeps a lamp worth hundreds of thousands of dollars lying around in their living room? Without tempered glass?!Okay, so maybe I was admiring it a little too intensely and accidentally knocked it over because I was leaning in too far, but still... stuff like that belonged in a museum or locked away in a basement.He was just careless. Just like how he left his room door unlocked while he was getting it down with a lady? Who does that? I thought locking doors was step one.I was so embarrassed. I couldn't decide what was worse, having his girlfriend call me a maid or have her call me foolish. It was a tiny mistake anyone could make!I was startled, that was why I wasn't holding the tray properly. Wasn't it enough that the broken glasses cut my fingers? I was trying to fix my mess, the least they could have done was be patient with me, not treat me like a silly little

AmeliaI woke up feeling woozy, my body ached and my throat felt a bit too dry. It was a little hard to get myself to sit up in bed.I looked around me.That wasn't my room.Oh, right! I was in William's house. I had already forgotten what happened the night before. That explained why I woke up with aches, it could be I was coming down with a cold, courtesy of the rain.I pushed myself out of bed, I had to hold the bedside table to steady myself, I was so dizzy. My hand touched something. I looked. It was my phone, charging... it was already at 100%.Did William plug it in? When did he do that? While I was sleeping?! I didn't even hear a thing! That was exactly how exhausted I was.I carefully made my way to the bathroom, wishing I had remembered to spread my wet clothes.When I looked under the sink, the laundry basket was gone and so were my clothes.That was when I remembered the laundry basket wasn't under the sink when I got back into the room after eating. But now it was back..

Rowan"Good morning, Mr. Ace." She said, smiling at me. That was unexpected, but who was I to complain? I thought she ditched me but there she was even smiling up at me.Though I was a little worried, she looked kind of pale. How did she get home? Or did she even go home at all since she was still wearing the same outfit? At least she was alive and didn't get herself kidnapped or something."You're late." I told her in a stern voice. Her smile didn't leave her face."Yes, I'm sorry."Hmm, her behaviour was kind of fishy. What's with the smile though? There's no way she wasn't mad at me. If not for anything, at least for making her leave without her precious bag.But since she came with another one, I guessed she had a lot more at home."Well, don't just stand there. Go get my coffee.""Right away." She said and left."It didn't cross your mind to introduce me?" Ralph asked. I had already forgotten he was there. It was a good thing Amelia came in when she did, I would have been screwed

AmeliaBefore I could finish my breakfast that morning, William dropped a card of pain relief pills along with a glass of water."You're ill?" Trixie asked me looking down at the pills."I'm not. Not really...""But your body aches, right?" William interrupted. "Even if it doesn't, you should take them so you don't come down with a fever."He was very thoughtful. How did he know my body ached?I knew he was right, so I didn't argue and I took the pills."I'll go get dressed so I can drop you off. Put your plates in the dishwasher." He said and left."Does he always sound like he's giving an order?" I asked Trixie.She snickered."Trust me, he means well. In his head, he probably sounds polite.""Well, it's not exactly rude, but..." I trailed off shrugging."Don't worry about that. I'm more surprised that my brother is a totally different person this morning. He's acting like it's not a big deal having you around, but I know for sure that it's huge."She was going on about that again?