I was lost in my thoughts when the helper stepped into the room. She was the same helper who celebrated my birthday with me. Her smile is so damn gorgeous and so her eyes and hair. Its hard to belive that someone who is so damn beautiful and loaded with all the beauty of universe is a worker in knight mansion. If she apply for modeling, I am sure she will get whatever amount she will demand.
Smiling at me, she let the trolley stay near the couch and then started moving close to the bed. Picking up the covers she started folding them while gesturing me to have lunch.
"Miss, if you..." I instantly cut her off.
"Nidzee, please call me Nidzee, I am not madam here" I told her. I am not the part of this family neither I'll ever consider myself as the part of this family. I don't belong her
