Maria was standing in the kitchen waiting for her coffee. Her mind was elsewhere, thinking of the possibility of her father being behind everything. It made a hollow empty feeling in her stomach.
' Can my father really go to such extent? '
' Can he be that cruel? '
" Are you alright, my child? " The head maid asked putting the cup of coffee in front of her on the kitchen counter.
Her head snapped towards her and she regained her senses.
" Yeah! Yeah. I am fine. Just thinking about some things. " Maria replied furrowing her eyebrows and picked up the cup to take a sip.
" What were you thinking about? " The head maid asked taking a seat at the counter and pulled Maria to sit too.
Maria stared at her for some time before she looked at the other maids.
The head maid followed her gaze.
" Can all of you go to the upper floor and clean it? " She ordered the others who immediately bowed and left.
