Nicholas's Point of ViewThe morning lights filtered through my window penetrating my eyes. As I dress up for work I couldn't help but remember the incident from the other day, the look in her eyes was amusing, she was quite different from any other girl I'd ever come across. Putting myself together and picking up my briefcase, I shuffled downstairs quietly taking one step at a time, the anticipation of seeing Elena fluttered my heart but I put myself in check before walking into the dinning. The silence of the dining room was deafening, except for the soft clinking of silverware as the maids set the table. I sat at the head, staring at my untouched plate of food, an unshakable irritation brewing within me. My coffee had grown lukewarm, much like my patience. "Where is Elena?" I finally asked, my voice calm yet laced with steel.The maid closest to me froze, her hands trembling as she placed a fresh cup of coffee by my side. “S-sir, Mrs. De Luca hasn’t come down yet,” she stammered.
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