The sun is already up when I open my eyes on Saturday morning. The curtains have been drawn and sunlight is flooding the room.
My head is hurting like a b***h and I groan loudly. I've been here before; basically every time I get drunk.
Someone knocks on the door and I say a muffled 'come in.'
Anna walks in timidly but her face breaks into a faint smile when our eyes meet.
"Hey Anna." I ask cheerfully.
Jeez, my head is killing me.
"Good morning ma'am." She says pleasantly and I roll my eyes.
Here we go again.
"Can you just call me Mia? Trust me it's no big deal."
"No I can't." She even shakes her head to emphasize her point.
"Why?"
"Mr Jordan expects us to respect you ma'am."
I shrug. Maybe I should talk to Seth about this.
"Breakfast is already served. Would you like to eat
