Ara woke up with tears in her eyes. She was sad because she would be 'just friends' with Emyr Viceroy. But then, she was happy because the beach house could be hers soon...
'Don't be sad, girl! Emyr Viceroy is not for the likes of you. Just be grateful because you landed a job that pays much, much more!'
After the pep talk to herself, she was ready to face the challenges of the day.
She was more confident now to choose the clothes she would wear. From now on, she would dress for herself.
"This is the first time in your life that you had so many clothes, Ara Gray! Make the most of it. Think of yourself like a doll!"
She chose the most colorful attire.
Ara was ready to go out when there was a knock on the door.
"Who's there?"
"Mrs. Cleeve!" Like an aging soprano, the housekeeper rep
