ISABELI went down to the ground floor to see who had come in. I was right, it was sir Alex. He leaned against the armrest of the sofa, his skin flushed and his whole body glistening with sweat.“Good evening, sir Alex. K-Kai has been looking for you since—” I cut myself short when he turned to look at me. I grew flustered, realizing right away that he had been drinking.Then I noticed it.... a faint smudge of red lipstick on his collar. My mind wandered, I could guess exactly where he had come from.“I’ll go get you some water,” I said, turning to leave.“D-Don’t bother,” he mumbled, making me stop in my tracks. When I looked back, he was staring straight into my eyes.I swallowed hard.“Alright, sir,” I answered softly.“Alright?” he repeated, his tone sharp with irritation. “Is that all you can say? Just ‘alright’?”Fear and confusion tangled in my chest. Had I said something wrong?“Pardon, sir? I don’t understand what you mean—”“How can you not understand? After all these years?
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