Emily

Being bored was an understatement as to how I was feeling at the moment. Used to being occupied whether at work or at home, I felt useless just lying in bed all day. The staff doesn’t allow me to do anything, if I tried to wash the glass that I had just used, I would be told by one of the maids that it wasn’t my job and that Mr. Jacob will be very upset if they allow me to wash it.

Sighing, I pulled the covers from over my head as I picked up my phone and stared at the latest message that I had gotten from whoever...