An abandoned after
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With a strong headache killing me I reached my hand to search for something on that empty bed, what was it? I don't know. I just wished there was something as warm as the gentle touch of a late summer breeze. I sat up with nothing but numbness in between my legs his hickeys on every inch of my body and my hair strands in a mess.
"I wonder if it was supposed to hurt so much that it leaves you numb," I thought, slowly tracing down every hickey that was marked on my body, with a blush so red that it reminds you of those teenage summer love. a soft knock got my attention.
" come in " I responded.
Two maids came in, one had brunette hair and beautiful freckles on her cheeks. The other one had long shiny brown hair tied in a bun and a sharp nose.
" This is Chelsea and I am Catherine, we are here to dress you up" the brunette-haired girl introduced with courtesy and the other one followed.
" but I can do that by myself " I replied while crawling to the edge of the bed
"we will have to bother you for a little while ma'am but we are assigned to take care of you " Catherine insisted
" I am perfectly fine and capable of— " With a loud thud, I fell flat on my face on the cold ground with the blanket barely covering up my body while I was trying to get up. Chelsea and Catherine rushed to get me up and seated at the bedside. They looked at me with genuine concerned eyes while I had nothing but awkwardness and embarrassment spilling out in mine. I ended up being bathed and dressed up by these two ladies I never saw around before, they were more comfortable dealing with these situations.
"Have you done this...before? " I asked hesitant.
" many times ma'am " Chelsea replied casually while combing my hair
" there was another woman here before? " I asked while my throat went dry with the thought of Val ever having another woman
" Mr. Val had several women to entertain his nights, they usually are never capable of walking after spending the night with him so we are hired by Mr.Moreau to help them. " Catherine replied.
I don't know why but every word of her was crushing me up. For some reason, I felt suffocated in my chest and all the glow I had was gone back to the frown I've always had. Those eyes these two had weren't concerned about bruises but failing their job and getting fired. They simply thought of me as another woman who gets in bed with every man in sight.
" you look too young and innocent for...doing this all. "
Chelsea carefully asked with hesitation
" what do you mean " I asked
"To sleep for money " Catherine spoke out
" CATHERINE! " Chelsea glared at Catherine and she looked terrified
" I'm not that kind of wo... " I hesitated and mouth just stopped before I could complete the sentence.
" Mrs. Serenity is the young master's wife," said Mr. Moreau.
I looked up to Mr.Moreau with his usual genuine smile looking at me.
" wife? " both Catherine and Chelsea exclaimed as if they had seen a ghost.
For some reason, a smile flashed across my face and I was feeling better.
" you both may go now " he ordered.
Mr.Moreau has always watched over me like a father for the longest I could remember. He saved me from several moments such as explaining on my behalf for being late at work or cooking for me in the middle of the night. life is better, I don't have to work a 16-hour shift just to support myself.
" where is he?" I asked Mr.Moreau.
"Young master has left for abroad" he replied.
" Are you joking Mr. Moreau " I asked in disbelief, hoping he to say yes and ease down my beating heart
" I'm afraid, I am not, sera " he replied, hesitating.
Suddenly a wave of panic rushed down my veins. All those words were nothing but a lie of his. how could he leave me after, I gave him everything I had? With these thoughts making me sink to the bottom of the ocean in my mind I felt the warm embrace of Mr.Moreau around me and tears rolling down my cheeks.
" Master will be back soon " he comforted me.
" maybe " I replied, trying to hold myself.
He wasn't too far, just a flight away but for some reason, I felt guilt, sadness, anger, and every negative emotion drowning me.
" since when was the last time I was this naive to trust anyone? " I asked myself.
but I had no answer, I have always been the type to let a single good thing get me on cloud nine. how come I could be so naive?
" sera, have some breakfast " Mr.Moreau requested.
" I don't have an appetite Mr.Moreau " I replied
" starving isn't good," he said.
" I will keep that in mind " I replied.
As time went by I went back to work, turns out Dexter left with him too. For some reason, I was a little upset hearing Dexter leave as well since he always kept me entertained with his goofy side. In no time, it was one of those foggy winter days where you would just want to sit around and sip on fresh coffee and a few snacks to go along. Every day I waited for Val but for some reason, I didn't want to face him either but that was no longer an issue. I got the slight taste of luxury throughout my stay in this mansion. everytime after a long day at work Mr.Moreau would get me a fresh cup of his signature latte and croissants, with skills as good as his he could have become a billionaire himself by just selling these croissants. Mr.Moreau and I would often sit together until midnight and talk about everything and on weekdays we would spend time together learning French and Italian cuisines. Eventually, life was back on track.