Chapter 37 : I'm Not a Breeder or a Prostitute
The dining room was empty the next morning. I expected to see Ivan and Liam there, or my parents at least.
No one was there. No food was laid out.
That was odd.
“Your Highness!” Kim’s voice called to me.
I looked to the doors of the dining room and saw Kim running toward me.
Her hair was all mussed up and she was winded. Breathing heavily, she clutched her chest and doubled over, grabbing her side like she had a cramp. She winced as she looked at me.
“Kim, why are you so out of breath?” She was always organized and well-kept. Seeing her disheveled and out of sorts was strange. I even noticed the buttons on her shirt weren’t right. She’d missed a hole.
I grabbed her shoulders and sat her down at the empty dining table.
“I just can’t believe they would do this to you! Haven’t you been through enough!?” she gasped out.
“Who did what now?” I crossed my arms.