41Little-angel POVI trembled as I walked up to Oliver's door and could feel my heart racing. I inhaled deeply and lifted my hand to rap on the door. He hesitantly inquired about who it was as I heard a stern voice through the door."Who is it?" Oliver enquired while becoming irritated."It's me, Little-angel," I replied, my voice shaking slightly.The door creaked open, revealing Oliver's tense body language. I could feel my anxiousness rising as I could tell that he was really angry.With his eyes getting smaller, he snapped, "What do you want?"I struggled to keep my voice steady as I stumbled, "I just wanted to talk."Oliver exhaled loudly, his annoyance clear. "All right, enter now."I glanced at his face as I walked into the space. He softened and carved perplexity into his face. Before speaking, he was silent for a few period."What are you doing here?" Oliver asked, sounding more subdued than previously.I couldn't help but shake and my hands started to perspire. I debated w
42Little-angel POVAs I continued with my work, dusting off the paints on the wall, a vivid memory suddenly resurfaced. It took me back to the time when I was cleaning the paintings and had a clumsy encounter with Christopher. I lost my balance on the ladder and ended up falling on him, spilling the bucket of water on both of us. The memory made me blush.Coincidentally, Willow happened to be passing by. She immediately halted in her tracks and stared at me with a mixture of surprise and amusement."Mockingbird,"she called out mockingly, sneering instead of using my real name. I couldn't help but wonder where this ridiculous nickname had come from. It didn't even faze me; Willow was known for her mean-spirited nature, she was always so cruel."Why on earth are you calling Mockingbird?" I asked, my voice tinged with curiosity and a hint of annoyance.Willow smirked and took pleasure in explaining her choice of nickname. "Oh, Mockingbird," she sneered condescendingly, "I picked that
43Little-angel POV.As I prepared his tea, Avery, with a mischievous smile, looked at me as if to say, "Do you see now why Willow hates you?"I shrugged and pretended nonchalance, quickly looking away from her. Memories of Sandy's ridiculous prank flooded my mind, and I cursed myself for getting involved. But it was hard to refuse anything to Sandy, who was like a ball of angelic energy.Once I had finished preparing the tea, I cautiously made my way towards Christopher's room, my mind still occupied by Sandy's mischievous prank. As I stood outside his door, my hand poised to knock, Christopher's voice unexpectedly resonated from within."You can come in," he called out.Startled by his preemptive invitation, I hesitantly pushed open the door and stepped inside. The sight that greeted me caused my astonishment to deepen further - Christopher was sprawled on the sofa, clad in a modest t-shirt and casual pajama pants."Ah, there you are," he greeted me, a weary smile playing on his lip
44Little angel POV As I stepped into the hallway, I found myself questioning where I found the courage to assume such a big lie. But then, I remembered how disappointed Christopher had seemed when I thought he was begging me, and fear crept in. What if he had just said those words to save face and not appear weak in front of me? The consequences of that lie began to weigh heavily on my mind, but I quickly pushed those thoughts aside. Nothing significant would come out of it anyway. He said he wasn't serious when he was supposedly begging me, so there was no need to make a big deal out of it. It was all going too far.Taking a deep breath, I wiped away my tears, determined to find solace and support in Sandy. I made my way to her room without bothering to knock, my emotions still running high. As I entered, I found her wrapped in a cozy blanket, fully engrossed in her favorite werewolf series, "Moonlight's Embrace." The room was dimly lit, the soft glow of the TV casting flickering s
45Little-angel POVAs we anxiously waited for Christopher's return, I found myself fidgeting nervously in my seat in the secluded garden where Sandy and I were hiding. Sandy, on the other hand, sat calmly, a sly smile playing on her lips as she glanced at me.Minutes felt like hours, and finally, Christopher's car pulled through the gate, indicating his arrival. My heart raced with anticipation. Would the plan we had concocted work?Sandy couldn't contain her excitement, her eyes gleaming with mischief. "He's here, Angie, he's finally here! Just wait for him to go to his room, and then you follow him."But doubts lingered in my mind, weighing heavily on my conscience. "Sandy, I'm starting to think this is getting out of hand. We should really consider coming clean."Sandy locked eyes with me, her expression softening. "Please, just trust me, alright? We've come this far, and I promise everything will work out."Her words held a glimmer of hope, and though reluctant, I nodded, willing
46Little-angel POV I felt my heart pounding harder and harder, the sound echoing in my ears."I... I..." I stuttered, my mind racing to find the right words. But before I could gather my thoughts, Christopher, with an air of arrogance, interjected, "Don't worry, Oliver. I'll handle this." He crossed his feet and settled comfortably in the chair, a smug smile playing on his lips. My embarrassment intensified, knowing that Christopher was about to take control of the situation."Little-angel here has decided not to leave with you," Christopher declared, his tone dripping with superiority. Oliver, still trying to process the information, responded, "I already knew that. What does it have to do with you?" Frustration etched itself on Oliver's face, his words laced with a hint of irritation.Christopher turned to me, surprise evident in his eyes. "When did you tell me about this change of mind? And why?" he inquired, his voice sharp with curiosity. My stomach churned, and beads of sweat
47Little-angel POVAs I stood there in my dress, the door suddenly swung open. I immediately recognized Sandy's face, and it was clear that she was troubled. She hurried in and with an exasperated sigh she casually zipped up the back of my dress, struggling to find the right words. "I can't believe the plan failed," she finally muttered. " I just don't get it! How did the plan fail? I talk to Christopher, and he is still furious. But don't worry, he'll get over it, let's just give him some time."Confused, I questioned her, "But Sandy, how did you even manage to face Christopher directly after everything? How did you just look into his eyes?" I asked curious. "I mean, it's quite embarrassing, considering you're the one who came up with this ridiculous prank. Honestly, I knew it was going to turn into a disaster, but I followed your lead because I trusted you.Sandy, now visibly irritated, snapped back at me, "Stop placing all the blame on me just because it didn't work out! You're no
48Little-angel POV.At that precise moment, there was a knock on the door, and I quickly jumped from the bed, eager to see who it was. James stood at the entrance, his face stern and disapproving. "What are you doing here?" he scolded me. "Avery is almost done, and you're still in bed!" I tried to explain, "I have a small headache, James. I was just resting to recover."He shook his head, clearly unimpressed. "That's not the point. Mr. Christopher is receiving a guest, and he insisted that you be available for service. I highly doubt he will understand your headache excuse." He said then turned and leave.Feeling a mix of frustration and exhaustion, I let out an exasperated sigh. Sandy squeezed my hand in support as I made the decision to leave her alone in my room and join Avery in the kitchen. As I made my way there, I couldn't help but wonder who this famous guest of Christopher's could be. The curiosity gnawed at me.Entering the kitchen, I found Avery busy with her tasks. She l
51Little-angel POVI laid in bed, my mind drifting into the unfathomable depths of sleep. As darkness blanketed my senses, the realm of dreams took hold, unleashing a haunting nightmare that pierced through my consciousness.In the twisted labyrinth of my imagination, I found myself in a desolate church, its once majestic pillars now crumbling with eerie decay. And there, at the altar, stood Christopher, illuminated by flickering candlelight. But to my dismay, it wasn't me standing beside him—it was Daisy, my closest confidant.I watched in disbelief as they exchanged vows, their voices echoing through the empty halls. "I promise to cherish you, to protect you for all eternity," Christopher declared, his voice filled with a strange intensity."As do I," Daisy replied, her gaze piercing and inscrutable.The ceremony went on, the words flowing like an ominous melody. "By the power vested in me, I now pronounce you husband and wife." The weight of those words crashed over me, while a co
51Little-angel POVI laid in bed, my mind drifting into the unfathomable depths of sleep. As darkness blanketed my senses, the realm of dreams took hold, unleashing a haunting nightmare that pierced through my consciousness.In the twisted labyrinth of my imagination, I found myself in a desolate church, its once majestic pillars now crumbling with eerie decay. And there, at the altar, stood Christopher, illuminated by flickering candlelight. But to my dismay, it wasn't me standing beside him—it was Daisy, my closest confidant.I watched in disbelief as they exchanged vows, their voices echoing through the empty halls. "I promise to cherish you, to protect you for all eternity," Christopher declared, his voice filled with a strange intensity."As do I," Daisy replied, her gaze piercing and inscrutable.The ceremony went on, the words flowing like an ominous melody. "By the power vested in me, I now pronounce you husband and wife." The weight of those words crashed over me, while a co
50Little-angel POVThinking quickly, Avery rushed over and attempted to salvage the dessert, only to find it was beyond saving. Frustration etched across her face, she turned to me, anger evident in her eyes."How could you have made such a mistake? How could you leave the dessert outside the fridge?" she exclaimed, her voice filled with disappointment."But... But... I put in the fridge." I stuttered confused . "How is that possible? You didn't leave the dessert out of the fridge, did you?" Avery exploded in anger.I was taken aback by Avery's sudden anger, feeling confused and hurt. "I... I'm sure I put it in the fridge before I joined you in the dining room," I stammered, desperately trying to defend myself.Avery's frustration grew, and she couldn't understand how the dessert ended up back in the same spot she had left it. "So, what? Did it magically find its way out? Is that what you're saying?" she scoffed, her tone filled with disbelief.Feeling accused and unsure how to exp
49Little angel POVWhen Avery returned to the kitchen, her expression changed. Frustration lined her face as she surveyed the lack of progress. "Little-angel, what's going on here?" she asked sternly. "We don't have much time, and we can't afford to make mistakes. Do you really want us to be fired?"I quickly realized my mistake and apologized, feeling a pang of guilt. "I'm sorry, Avery. I got distracted. It won't happen again," I promised.Avery sighed, her frustration easing slightly. "Listen, I've been working in this house for many years, and believe me, there have been situations between Mr. and Ms. Miller that were worse and more embarrassing than what you've experienced with Mr. Oliver and Mr. Christopher," she said, her voice filled with wisdom. "You need to pull yourself together. We can't let our personal troubles affect our work."Her words hit me like a punch to the gut, and I couldn't help but nod, determined to do better. With renewed focus and determination, we quickly
48Little-angel POV.At that precise moment, there was a knock on the door, and I quickly jumped from the bed, eager to see who it was. James stood at the entrance, his face stern and disapproving. "What are you doing here?" he scolded me. "Avery is almost done, and you're still in bed!" I tried to explain, "I have a small headache, James. I was just resting to recover."He shook his head, clearly unimpressed. "That's not the point. Mr. Christopher is receiving a guest, and he insisted that you be available for service. I highly doubt he will understand your headache excuse." He said then turned and leave.Feeling a mix of frustration and exhaustion, I let out an exasperated sigh. Sandy squeezed my hand in support as I made the decision to leave her alone in my room and join Avery in the kitchen. As I made my way there, I couldn't help but wonder who this famous guest of Christopher's could be. The curiosity gnawed at me.Entering the kitchen, I found Avery busy with her tasks. She l
47Little-angel POVAs I stood there in my dress, the door suddenly swung open. I immediately recognized Sandy's face, and it was clear that she was troubled. She hurried in and with an exasperated sigh she casually zipped up the back of my dress, struggling to find the right words. "I can't believe the plan failed," she finally muttered. " I just don't get it! How did the plan fail? I talk to Christopher, and he is still furious. But don't worry, he'll get over it, let's just give him some time."Confused, I questioned her, "But Sandy, how did you even manage to face Christopher directly after everything? How did you just look into his eyes?" I asked curious. "I mean, it's quite embarrassing, considering you're the one who came up with this ridiculous prank. Honestly, I knew it was going to turn into a disaster, but I followed your lead because I trusted you.Sandy, now visibly irritated, snapped back at me, "Stop placing all the blame on me just because it didn't work out! You're no
46Little-angel POV I felt my heart pounding harder and harder, the sound echoing in my ears."I... I..." I stuttered, my mind racing to find the right words. But before I could gather my thoughts, Christopher, with an air of arrogance, interjected, "Don't worry, Oliver. I'll handle this." He crossed his feet and settled comfortably in the chair, a smug smile playing on his lips. My embarrassment intensified, knowing that Christopher was about to take control of the situation."Little-angel here has decided not to leave with you," Christopher declared, his tone dripping with superiority. Oliver, still trying to process the information, responded, "I already knew that. What does it have to do with you?" Frustration etched itself on Oliver's face, his words laced with a hint of irritation.Christopher turned to me, surprise evident in his eyes. "When did you tell me about this change of mind? And why?" he inquired, his voice sharp with curiosity. My stomach churned, and beads of sweat
45Little-angel POVAs we anxiously waited for Christopher's return, I found myself fidgeting nervously in my seat in the secluded garden where Sandy and I were hiding. Sandy, on the other hand, sat calmly, a sly smile playing on her lips as she glanced at me.Minutes felt like hours, and finally, Christopher's car pulled through the gate, indicating his arrival. My heart raced with anticipation. Would the plan we had concocted work?Sandy couldn't contain her excitement, her eyes gleaming with mischief. "He's here, Angie, he's finally here! Just wait for him to go to his room, and then you follow him."But doubts lingered in my mind, weighing heavily on my conscience. "Sandy, I'm starting to think this is getting out of hand. We should really consider coming clean."Sandy locked eyes with me, her expression softening. "Please, just trust me, alright? We've come this far, and I promise everything will work out."Her words held a glimmer of hope, and though reluctant, I nodded, willing
44Little angel POV As I stepped into the hallway, I found myself questioning where I found the courage to assume such a big lie. But then, I remembered how disappointed Christopher had seemed when I thought he was begging me, and fear crept in. What if he had just said those words to save face and not appear weak in front of me? The consequences of that lie began to weigh heavily on my mind, but I quickly pushed those thoughts aside. Nothing significant would come out of it anyway. He said he wasn't serious when he was supposedly begging me, so there was no need to make a big deal out of it. It was all going too far.Taking a deep breath, I wiped away my tears, determined to find solace and support in Sandy. I made my way to her room without bothering to knock, my emotions still running high. As I entered, I found her wrapped in a cozy blanket, fully engrossed in her favorite werewolf series, "Moonlight's Embrace." The room was dimly lit, the soft glow of the TV casting flickering s