Nora's POV I let out a long moan as I stretched on the bed that morning. My eyes felt puffy and I scowled as I remembered how I had slept late the previous night, worrying myself unnecessarily.I didn't want to stay cooped up in my room, not after the adrenaline rush I had endured at the ball the previous night, and stepped outside the room.I made my way to the garden, greeting the few maids I met on the way. "Good morning, sir." I said to the old gardener as I made my way to the bench placed between two well-trimmed huge flower beds.He faltered on his legs and I rushed to help him, wondering if he was sick. He shouldn't be working if he was."Are you okay, sir?" I asked, helping him stand right."I... I'm fine, Madam Sasha." He stuttered, giving me a perusing look.I nodded, unhinged by the look in his eyes. He kept looking at me like he was seeing a ghost. Was it that hard to enjoy being myself in this house without someone acting like I was abnormal?He shrugged himself off my
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