The Stand-in Bride

ost as if welcoming royalty. The long driveway stretched ahead, smooth and perfect, lined with neatly trimmed hedges and tall oak trees that stood like silent guards. The estate itself was massiv

its large windows, making it lo

doors. Alexander stepped out first from his Rolce Royce followed by Emily who came out from the other door. She turned and was in awe of the building. From the ga

eps echoed in the grand foyer. The ceiling stretched high above them, with crystal chandeliers casting a golden glow over the polished marble floors. Large portraits of the Knight family lined the walls,

es before. Staff moved around quietly, placing glasses of water on the tabl

dripping with sarcasm. "I thin

lexander to react. But Alex didn't, he was used to Damien's taunts and it w

or, you heard the woman. There was nothing they could do at the moment and this was necessary to save face. We had to do thi

they said, their daughter was kidnapped so we should be empathizin

tudy her, then his mom stood up and said, "We have all had a long day, we need to all go up and rest". As they stood up, Emily did too but Nana turn

e so what makes you think you will come here and live like a princess. Oh no little girl". She signaled at a staff and when the staff came she said to her, "Take her to the staff quarters

had done was cry at the mean things that was said to her and he fel

he looked around and traced the sound and it lead him to the store room where he saw Emily on the floor seated with her head on her knee folded up as she cried her eyes out. Her life was not panning ou

does his heart break seeing her cry. He leaned forward and wanted to touch but pulled away as she raised her head up from her knee, cleaned her tears and was abou

hands behind her back with her eyes still down as she said, "I am a maid, except asked to, I never dare look at my bosses in the eye". He sighed as he asked, "And you wer

en help me". She assisted him in chopping vegetables and prepping the ingredients needed to cook and then he made pasta. When he was done, he served

d away. Tears rolled down her cheeks, no one had ever cared for her like that before. There were times Margaret will make her go to bed on an empty stomach and her father wouldn't care and here having Alexander

number kept calling and calling and when she picked, before she could say a word, she heard a familiar voice, "Mom,