Today is the day.
While Jennifer was helping me get ready, a young maid came to my room. She looked as if she wanted to say something, but wasn’t sure if she should.
After she told us what was on her mind, Jennifer scolded her for upsetting me.
“Maybe I shouldn’t have said anything in front of Miss Wilson,” she said to Jennifer. “But I thought you would want to know what terrible things I overheard a few of the guests saying.”
“The nerve of them! It makes me angry that they would say anything bad about my mistress,” Jennifer said.
“I’m used to being talked about,” I said. But being called ugly and having someone wonder if I’m going to show up dressed in a wetsuit for my ball did hurt my feelings.
Why wouldn’t the Alphas stop talking about me or forget the mistakes I made when I first
