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ANGELA AJAX It’s been a few months, everything is still the same except that, I grew closer to Ed—Ed being Prince Edward; that is how close we are. We are like two best friends, and I sometimes have lunch with him when Logan is not at work or when his shift starts late. I have never been so happy to work as a maid at this age, I mean, the pay is really good, and I can afford to buy a whole month’s grocery for my family… not that Getty is happy about it. I am only responsible for the prince’s bedroom, like cleaning it, doing his laundry, changing sheets and all that needs to be done for him, and his bedroom only is just the size of the house I live in; I can’t help but imagine how big is the King and Queen’s bedroom. The pay is more than good though. I had even bought myself a smartphone.