Aria
I kept a close eye on the woman named Delora as much as I could. It was difficult because Natasha assigned me to specific tasks around the mansion.
But then, finally, I had the perfect opportunity to meet Delora when I went back to the kitchen. She had just gotten back with a handful of dishes.
"Do you mind washing these?" she had said with a smile.
I nodded. "Sure."
"You must be new," she said, eyeing me up and down.
"I just started yesterday," I said quietly. I kept my hands steady as I scrubbed the dishes.
Delora broke the silence. "You seem like a quiet one," she said, her voice carrying a hint of curiosity.
I gave her a small smile. "I suppose I am. It's just that this place is so... overwhelming. I'm still trying to find my way around."
She nodded in understanding. "Thi
