ABIGAIL

Later that morning, after our bath together, Xander and I strolled downstairs for breakfast. The sight I caught a glimpse of when we entered the dining room amazed me.

Lia with an apron tied to her waist, assists the servants in serving the food,

“Xander, I made your favorite dishes.” she beams upon seeing us, my mate creases his brow at her and so do I.

“Lia literally did everything by herself without help from the cooks, isn't that wonderful,” Alice lets out, googling at Lia who was all smiles.

“Oh that is great, but you shouldn't have gone through the trouble,” I say,

“It is no stress at...