Until I heard it.
A familiar voice.
Bright, Confident and Chirpy as hell.
"Oh perfect. I was afraid I'd be too early. Is she up yet?"
Victoria.
My body tensed.
Already?
It wasn't even yet noon.
Footsteps approached. Then a head peeked around the corner.
"Bella!"
Her smile lit up her entire face.
She rushed in before I could even stand, and suddenly her arms were wrapped around me. Warm, soft, scented like expensive florals. Completely different energy from anyone else in this mansion asides Mrs Kline that is.
"Good morning," I laughed a little, surprised.
"You look so cute and cozy," she said, pulling back to show me the massive white garment bag in her hands. "And look what I brought. And no, you don't get to protest. Come on."
She grabbed my wrist like we were best friends in high school sneaking out of class and tugged me toward the hall.
"What is happening?" I asked, trying not to trip as she practically dragged me.
