"It's a night gown anyway." Ivy said.
"Or did you want to change into something more sexy just to impress me?" Damain asked without expectations but rather teasingly.
"That'd be the last thing I wanna do." She stated looking more annoyed.
"Fine!" He agreed as she laid on her bed and covered herself with her blanket.
"Boss." She called with her eyes closed.
"What is it?" He asked not moving an inch.
"Why are you so mean and cruel to me?" She asked with eyes still closed.
"What?" He thought he didn't get her right and it was unexpected.
"In the news and television, you look so kind and perfect but with me, experiencing your private life, you're far from the man on the TV." She stated solemnly as the sleep took her away slowly.
'You foolish girl. You have no idea whatsoever of how I feel right now. You don't know me at all.' he thought and stood up, placed his hands on his pockets and walked slowly over to her bedside. "You have no idea, how much it hurts and how much I hold it in me." He said.
"Just let me go." Ivy muttered from her sleep unconsciously.
"If you turn out to be Flora, I will never for one second let you out of my sight, not alone let you go." He whispered and made his way out of the room.
He stood at the door for a moment just thinking about the way things were moving. He was so worried about Ivy that he thought maybe taking her along wherever he went. He shook his head and left, waking to his room.
The next morning, Anisa walked over to Ivy's room with her breakfast in a tray. She could have had the other maids do it but she wanted to make up for her mistake in the garden.
She entered the room and found Ivy already awake. She was brushing her hair by the time she walked in but the curtains were not drawn yet.
"You're awake." Anisa said, walking in with the tray.
"Oh, hi. Good morning." Ivy greeted standing up.
"Morning to you too." Anisa responded, giving her the tray of food.
"You didn't have to." Ivy said feeling it was too much.
"With what happened lately, I can let you do things on your own for now. " Anisa pointed out.
"Well, since you insist." Ivy picked up the hot cup of tea.
"Jeez, this room needs some light." Anisa moved towards the window and drew aside the curtains, allowing the harsh rays of the morning sun to come in.
Ivy sipped the tea and loved it.
"Hmm, this tea." She sipped again. "How did you know that I like only a bag, a cube of sugar and a lot of milk?" She asked, surprised.
"Just a hunch." Anisa stated with a mischievous smile.
'It's strange. I thought maids were treated cruelly by the superiors but it looks more like being adored. I'm not as high as they are and not as talented as they are but they treat me differently, plus this tea.' She finished the tea because she missed it so much. The last time she drank tea was a day to the day of her misfortune. '...it's really good, almost too good.' She had her suspicions up about everyone now.
"Well, I have other things to do. Be sure to stretch a few times before coming out." Anisa said, heading for the door.
"Okay, I will." Ivy agreed and Anisa left.
She opened the food, only to get visited by the delicious aroma coming from it. Her mouth felt watery and without wasting much time, she dug into the food.
Ivy stretched like she was asked to and carried the tray with the dishes down to the kitchen.
"Did you enjoy the meal?" Layla asked seeing Ivy approach with the tray.
"Yeah, it was delicious, thank you." Ivy appreciated and dropped it.
"You shouldn't thank me. It was Anisa who made it. She persisted in making the meal herself and I let her." Layla said.
"Then I better go thank her then." Ivy said but Layla stopped her.
"No, you won't." Layla disagreed.
"Why?" Ivy asked, confused.
"She's in the garden." Layla said.
"Oh!" Ivy exclaimed, understanding what Layla meant, plus she had been banned from stepping out of the house. "Well then, I'll go find Clover and help with the cleaning." She said and Layla nodded in agreement. Ivy went ahead to find Clover inside the house.