Chapter 8
- He turned around a mischievous smile playing on his lips.
- I had a very bad feeling about that smile.
- "I guess you will find out cupcake!" was all he said before he left. Bastard!
- the girls started doing............ i don't know! may be they were doing what they were suppose to do?
- A girl came with a tray filled with food i had never seen in my entire life and placed it in front of me.
- what the heck was it?
- one plate was filled with few round things were piled up with some brown thing in between them. fruits surrounded them with what looked like a piece of butter on top. A cup filled whose top was foamy preventing me from looking the inside stuff.
- "Is something wrong Mrs Black?"
- my head snapped towards the maid who asked. but my concern wasn't her question but what she addressed me with.
- Mrs Black?!
- Why the hell does that sound so strongly magical.....ughhh get a hold of your emotions Enola.
- My subconsciousness scolded me.
- "Apologize but my name is Eno.....uhmmmm i mean Sandra. and i am not Mrs Black"
- That was close actually. i almost slipped out of my mouth.
- The girl maintained what they call professional look and said
- "I am sorry but Mr Black had strictly instructed to address you as Mrs Black. Now may i know what if the pancake and coffee isn't to Mrs Black's liking should i change it?"
- ignoring the Mrs Black shit i paid more attention to what she called the food in front of me.
- Pancake and coffee?
- what an odd name!
- i just picked up the fork. Yes we do have fork and knifes in my era. where do you think i came from. stone age?
- i started eating and to my surprise it was the best thing i have ever tasted in my entire life.
- It was the perfect combo of savory and sweet!
- while i was enjoying what the girl called Pancake my eyes fell on the foamy thing.
- What did she call it?
- Oh yes Coffee.
- i took the cup and took a sip only to gag and almost spit it out. but didn't as it would be waste and unethical.
- I forced myself and gulped it down ignoring the bitter taste
- "Does Mrs Black hate coffee?" The same girl asked
- "I sure do now!" i said and put what i officially call shot of bitterness down and continued on eating Pancake
- After i was done i did what the girls told me. God ! they made sit on a chair for like 4 hours. some were swiping brushes filled with powders on my face while some were doing i don't have a clue about to my hairs.
- finally their torture ended as they lead me to wear beautiful white dress
- I don't know how to define it all i could say that it was beautiful and with all that puffiness and lace.
- But the question is why am i being put into this?