In the blink of an eye, it was the day of my departure, which also happened to be my birthday.Every year, Jeffrey would throw a grand banquet for me, inviting people from all over in my honor.Ivor, in particular, would always prepare the most unique, extravagant gifts. And none of them were repeated.For many years, I always looked forward to this day of the year. This time, however, I had my head hung low."Miss, Mr. Shaw said he will be taking Ms. Rhianne out for the day, so he won't be coming back."The servant cast me a disdainful glance, silently mocking my lack of self-awareness.I turned a blind eye and went into the kitchen to cook myself a meal.Over the years, I had never once done housework. Jeffrey rarely let me into the kitchen. I could only make soup. As a result, Ivor had honed his cooking skills to cater to my picky tastes.Cooking for myself filled me with a strange mix of desolation and accomplishment.So this was how it felt to cook your own meal. I close
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