INTERRUPTED CALLS

Celine's pov

“Who is it?” I called.

“It’s Freya, Luna,” came the voice.

Freya, the head maid.

“Hey Damien, I’ll speak to you later, someone is at my door,” I whispered before ending the call.

I opened the door to find about five maids standing in a row, one of them carefully holding a dress.

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