Chapter 10 The next morning felt a little tense. Abby woke up early, like always. She took a quick shower, tied her hair up, and headed to the big house. The sky was still grey, and the air smelled like rain. Inside the kitchen, the cook—Mrs. Helen—was already making breakfast. “Good morning,” Abby said. “Morning, dear,” Helen replied. “Mr. Edward wants breakfast ready for three. His daughter’s still sleeping, so no rush.” Abby nodded and started helping with the dishes. Her hands worked, but her mind wandered. She kept thinking about what Emma said last night. The way she looked at her, like she didn’t belong. Like Abby was doing something wrong just by being there. But she wasn’t. She was just working. Just cleaning. Right? Later that morning, Emma finally came down. She walked into the kitchen, wearing a silk robe and holding her phone. “I want pancakes,” she said, not even looking up. Helen gave a tight smile. “We have toast and eggs ready.” “I said pan
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