Charlotte's POV
The entire house was quiet after Jack left, and I felt so lonely; I admit I became lonelier after he left. I was stupid for letting Jack go because of my damn pride.
I walked around the house, and I started to worry about how I was going to clean the entire manor. I couldn't stay here without maintaining its cleanliness. I hate specks of dust and bugs. But I don't have money to pay the maids anymore.
I spent my entire morning lying on the bed in the master's bedroom, and Jack occupied my mind. I hate that I love sniffing his intoxicating scent on the bed covers, and I daydreamed about him the whole morning.
I stood up of the bed when I felt my stomach grumble, and I realized it was lunchtime. I hastily walked towards the kitchen and opened the fridge, and my face fell when I looked at the ingredients I found on the refrigerator.
