𝐈𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐡 𝐌𝐚𝐟𝐢𝐚, 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞
⋆˚✿˖°
𝐄𝐋𝐒𝐈𝐄 𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐓𝐎𝐍. While trying to make the most of her life and also secure a better future for her nephew, agrees to a once in a lifetime opport...
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
SALLY 26 years old
I took off the tie from my hair and let the brown strands fall around my shoulders.
The dark circles around my eyes were getting more permanent, not even the concealer was helping me anymore.
The bathroom I had in my room was small but very neatly organised. It had a shower stall, a sink, a big mirror and pretty led lights that I like to turn on when talking a shower.
I washed my face, brushed my teeth and threw on my black pyjama set that consisted of long pants and loose t-shirt.
I ran my fingers through my hair and got out of the bathroom. My room was better than what I expected I'll get when I started working here. I mean I was the only maid in the house so I didn't even know how things were going to work out.
When Mr. Ferriera offered me this job, I was pretty sceptical. I didn't really want to share a roof with a stranger but then I couldn't really think about it too much because I had no choice but to move out off my friends home.
I didn't want to be a burden to her anymore.
I have been working here for a year and I was able to say that this was the best job I have ever had till now.
It was only me but I didn't have a hard work. I cleaned around, did sir's laundry, sometimes cooked his dinner or breakfast and served him whatever he needed when he was back home from work.
He was not a messy person and he usually made his own food whenever he had time. It looked like he enjoyed being in the kitchen because it was where he was spending most of his time.
Sometimes he would invite me to eat with him and ask me about my opinion on his dishes.
He wasn't a very talkative person but he tried his best to communicate with me.
I sat on my bed and took a deep breath. I was never able to sleep peacefully. Not when my mind was always going to Ian.
I wanted him with me yet I knew I didn't deserve it. Nothing I did was going to make the situation better and actually make things right.
My gaze flew to his picture I had on my night stand and tears immediately started to sting my eyes. They fell down my face and I brought my hand to my chest, trying to rub the ache away.
I remember it like yesterday when I found out that I was pregnant. I was not prepared for it but still my heart told me that things were going to be alright.
