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"I'm gonna head back to my room now." Camilla said, getting off the bed.
"The doctor said you needed to rest, at least till tomorrow, Cam." Alexa protested.
"I can't. I am to start my duties tomorrow." Camilla replied.
Alexa moved closer to Camilla, her gaze lingered on her meticulously. Camilla's gaze didn't leave hers either. Camilla didn't think she'd be surprised. Camilla looked down at the cloth she was wearing, it wasn't the maids uniform. She'd been changed into a short, red round necked top and black joggers. She wondered who changed her cloth, hopefully not Carter.
"What duties? Hmm? Camilla?" Alexa asked, her eyes glinting with curiosity. Camilla's eyes darted between Alexa and Carter. Carter didn't meet her gaze though, he fixed his gaze on the floor guiltily. So he knew about this. Camilla wasn't surprised, since he was the Beta.
"I was enlisted as a maid. Alpha orders." Camilla replied.
"What? It wasn't enough that he jailed her, now he's making her work as a maid?" Alexa yelled at Carter, whose gaze was still on the floor.
"I'm sorry, Alexa, but there's nothing I can do about it. He didn't even want to release her from the damn prison, this was the only way she'd get to leave the prison." Carter replied, with a poignant expression.
"To think you've been so obsessed with meeting him all this time, Camilla." Alexa huffed out. Camilla knew she was referring to Lucas. She stared at Carter who looked deep in thoughts, his eyes widened like a little not who spotted a cookie.
"Wait, you're Camilla? Uhh. . . the Camilla from the burial?" Carter stuttered.
"Hmm. What burial?" Camilla asked. She was puzzled, and she didn't understand any of what Carter was blabbering about.
"At the former Alpha's funeral, Lucas's Dad. You're the Camilla that met with Lucas?" Carter asked again, wide eyed. Now Camilla understood all what he had been stuttering about.
"Yeah, I am. How do you know that, and why are you asking?" Camilla grilled him with her eyes.
"Cool. Lucas told me after the funeral. . . and . . . I was . . . I was just curious." He spluttered.
He fidgeted with his fingers and bit his lips, his posture betrayed his words. He was really oblivious of his bad lying skill, but Camilla didn't want to pry into it anymore, so she let it go.
"Whatever." Camilla shrugged. "I'm heading back to my room now." She said with finality. She got up from the bed and gave Alexa a rapid hug, then she pecked her cheeks. Alexa faked a smile. Camilla knew she was scared of what might lie ahead, for her.
"I'll be fine, Alex. I promise." Camilla assured her worried sister. "Take care of yourself, and visit me often. Okay?" Camilla said, softly.
"Okay, take care of yourself, Cam. I love you." She replied.
"I love you too my little muffin." Camilla said gleefully, ruffling Alexa's hair playfully.
"I'm not little anymore, Cam." Alexa giggled softly, yanking Camilla's hands off her head.
"Yeah. Whatever you say. Where is my uniform though?" She asked, facing Carter who had a smile on his face.
"Oh. Yeah, they were stained with blood, they've been disposed. New ones will be sent to you tomorrow." He replied.
"Okay, thank you, Carter. I'm very grateful. I'll forever be in your debt." Camilla said. Carter nodded his head and Camilla walked out the doors.
