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Lady Irene’s POV This is another day! I reminded myself as I walked out of the room. Chloe has gone ahead of me since I asked her to. Her group agreed to meet earlier than our warmup time and I did not want to delay her. “Good morning, lady Irene!” I flinched. That voice is familiar. I swallowed before turning my head and looking at its source. “Oh, good morning, Sir William,” I greeted him back. He looked at my eyes and I felt uncomfortable. The way he’s staring at me seems different today. What happened? “Are you okay? You look tired in the morning,” he said softly. That made me stop. Do I really look like that? Is it obvious that I am stressed? No, there is no way I am making him know what really is happening to me right now. There is no way I am making him see his effect on