Country Girl — Episode 4

Who was it? I'm driving over there right now to set them straighter. Less than three seconds later, her reply appeared in all caps. I couldn't help smiling.

Don't bother. I can handle it. I slipped the phone back into my pocket, picked up my canvas duffel. Fine. Where's my room? Show me. A maid led me to a room on the second floor.

The moment she pushed open the door, the roar of machinery and a wave of hot air hit The room itself wasn't small, but the window faced the kitchen's exhaust vents. I walked over for a closer look. The sheets had been folded neatly, but the pillowcases and comforter didn't even match.

the curtains were old with loose threads hanging from the edges the closet was completely empty not even a hanger inside the maid had already left though I took out my phone and photographed every corner of the room then I closed the door sat down on the bed and checked my messages maya had just texted baby

girl I don't know a damn thing about all that rich people nonsense but remember this no one gets to put you on your knees if they try rise so high they have to look up at you the next morning eleanor knocked on my door she handed me two shopping the family's having a small gathering today your relatives would like to meet you one held

skin-tight mini dress the other contained a sheer lace top and a micro skirt both tags had been cut