(Aaliyah)
“I’m sorry that your room looks so different now, Ms. Morgenthau,” Alfred said softly when we entered the room. “Your mum asked us to declutter the space since you weren’t coming back anymore.”
Well, why wasn’t I surprised?
“It’s alright, Alfred,” I smiled at the old butler, “I mean, it’s not like I had any great memories inside this room anyway,” I shrugged, shoving down the sadness that threatened to make it to the surface.
“Anyway, thank you so much for bringing us clothes and the likes. Nick and I really appreciate it, Alfie… now, if you don’t mind we’d like to turn in for the night.”
“Of course. Good night, Miss. Sir.”
And then he was gone.
As soon as the door to my former room clicked shut behind us, I turned the key in the lock and spun around, my hands already on m
