30

Seraphina

“Master asked you to wear this.”

My gaze flickered to the dress and than back to the maid, who had her brown eyes set on the side of my face. “Mind repeating yourself again?” I snapped at the maid with a hint of irritation.

The fact I didn’t want it to acknowledge it but had too -- left me burning in high flames.

“The master asked you to wear the young lady’s dress since you don’t have any on your hand. And be down in thirty minutes.”

I bitterly nodded and motioned her to leave me alone.

After she left, my gaze landed back on the skimpy black dress that was perfectly laying on my untouched bed. Frustration clawed my chest. I wasn’t going to touch this piece of filth, no matter what. Sienna---that blood sucking leech, always made its way to torment me, somehow.

This must be her plan too.

A good girl, saint; always wins, no?

My lungs expanded, and I took in a breath. “Let’s just get this over with.” Discarding the dress, I opted for the dresses in the unpacked bags, which Alf