Cilla’s POVAs soon as Jane left, I rushed to the bedroom and dressed up. I rushed to the bathroom and splashed cold water on my face, before washing it and drying with a towel. While I dried my face gently, I called out for one of my personal maids who was in the kitchen preparing my breakfast. “Sarah, come and get my dress.”In less than a minute, Sarah was in the bedroom. Although I had always tried to be nice to her, she always seemed panic stricken. Her previous slave master had traumatized her so much she was unable to believe there were good people in the world. She rushed into the room, carrying a green dress and a pair of matching flats. I finished applying lotion to my body and quickly slipped into the light dress before sitting down at the vanity. Immediately, Sarah came and started brushing my hair. While she was doing that, I was moisturising my face and applying light make up. When that was done, she helped me into my flats and I stood up, ready to step out.“Thank you,
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