“Mindy made small talk, telling me about the paintings and random details about the house that I didn’t care about, like crown molding. She stopped at one of the last doors on the left and opened it. The light streamed in from a set of French doors that had to have led out to one of the many balconies I saw when we drove up. In the middle of the room was a cherry wood sleigh bed with a dark green comforter that matched the dark green walls. If it wasn’t for the extensive doors and windows, t...he room would have felt like a dank dungeon with the dark walls and furniture. My bags were already sitting on the bed when I walked in behind Mindy. I wondered if Nadia brought them there or if another servant did. I pondered how many they actually had. “And just over here is your en-suite bath. There should be plenty of towels in the linen closet, and Marcella just put in some new shampoo and soap.” Mindy extended a perfectly manicured hand to the open door where I caught the glimpse of beige walls and a granite countertop.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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