n the stairs in elegant steps with her face beaming radiantly. Dressed in a flowing, silk gown of the softest i
one can see you break,' she told herself inwar
the head maid walking towards her, in the usual white tailored shirt
y, feeling so much gratitude that she could be so much cared for by the madam of the house. She always thought Stacy wa
e have to change the concept for the living room," she asked t
ed, and walked away immedia
over to her side to tell her, when he noticed that she was trying to supervise the job they were doing. She w
smile, and walked away quickly to check if the servant was bringing in the
floral arrangements to be made by the maids, as the scent of roses, lilacs, and marigold
loves them," she speculated as the maids decorated the huge ca
on the banquet table to the placement of the finest crystal goblets, and adorning the tables with fine linens and deli
distract her till evening, when her husband, Carlton Howard, would return home to her. She
etween them, so that he would know that she valued the essence of their marriage. She knew that they would always be distant, e
would be disappointed by the time he returned. She always heard them gossiping and speculating about the
master, and he does not object, but they are not affectionate
em fine though. You know that is how rich people do. They
for a rich lady. I expected her to be angry and spite
er figure out what she is thinkin
is not genuine because it never reflects in her eyes," the last person's w
ld she b
ot girl from Harvard during his final year in school. She bawled out her eyes that day, and it brok
ch about things, but they would never have an idea that
ealth as the only son. He was so charming, good looking, intelligent and almost perfect in all his doings, that i
d treated her with priority and care. She was the sister of his only friend, so
me she was just in high school, but she didn't care. Even if he was ten year
t his school choked her. She didn't expect it because he had always
ievements at a young age, Stacy felt more dejected than ever. She
on. Carlton was still dating his sweetheart, and she was drowning in forlorn while getti
and good enough for him, she could not because she wasn't even in her righ
lion fortune, she was struggling with how to pass her anatomy tests for her first year examinations. The
her two years ago, and she almost lost her mind. She could barely write her last pa
e brooding deeply on the balcony of the house. She was so lost in thoughts, and di
the lady with a bright, unfaltering smile, and sighed wearily
s not picking up his calls. He came home very late the previous night when she had sle
ing to check out the work that had been done, and enter
f Carlton was not there
ath. She sat in the bathtub and slouched languidly on it, as she began to think of wha
as she rushed out hurriedly after barely wrapping a towel around her body. Thinking it was her husband that fi
h wide open, as blood drained from her face, leaving her as pale as
get a d