Third person's POV
The following day was Monday and as as early as 6AM, Thomas was knocking on her door.
"Good morning. I am sorry to disturb your sleep." Thomas greeted and apologized as she opened the door.
Rose managed a small smile.
"It's fine, Thomas. What is it?" She inquired then yawned as discreetly as womanly possible.
She hadn't slept well, plagued by thoughts of what she had gotten herself into.
"Mr. Wellesley asked me to let you know that you have to get dressed and be ready in thirty minutes. Your new clothes are in the walk-in closet." Thomas informed her.
"New clothes?" Rose's eyes widened in surprise. Yes, Warren had made mention of going for shopping the previous day but they hadn't gone as the day had already ended before they finished dinner.
"Yes, Mr. Wellesley had them delivered yesterday while you were resting." Thomas informed her.
