Chapter 32 A Puzzled Gentle Overture

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• I dry my hair with a towel as I stroll out of the lavatory connected to my bedroom, my silk dress robe hangs loosely on my body, secured together by the rope around it. My feet patter on the wooden floorboard as I walk towards my bed where my dress is already lying in wait for me.
• I smile when I see it’s one of my favourite dress; Aga must have picked it out when I went into the bathroom to take a bath— I was getting old for her baby treatments and even though she’s minimised her efforts because I nagged about it, she’d always attend to my personal routine once in a while. She was relentless.