I'm lost as soon as I walk out of the door. The house is so freaking huge. Luckily, I run into a maid in the corridor. She gives me a confused look.
"How can I help you?"
"I'm looking for the front door."
She stares at me before she turns around.
"Come with me."
That's kind of creepy. She's looking at me like I just dropped from mars. I follow her past the living room to the door.
A car is waiting and a suit clad chauffeur opens the back door for me. I swear it's totally boring. I'd rather open my own doors.
I find my sling bag placed on the back seat and again, I'm reminded that Seth is nothing but thorough. He thinks of everything which is a good thing really but I just can't bring myself to appreciate him.
I hate being bossed around. There's is something somewhat appealing abou
