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to be away from my parents and their abuse. But to come and live
there? Would I ever get used to it?
                As the evening wore on I realized
just how tired and hungry that I was. We walk inside the mansion and a man
dressed in a tux approached us. He first whispered something into Kip's ear
before turning to me.
                “Marcus, Grace has some bags in the
car. Can you bring them up to her room please?”
                “Of course Sir.”
                “Fantastic,” he looked at me,
“Marcus will take you to your room and if you are hungry after your travels
please let him know.”
                I just nodded, wondering why Kip
wasn't joining me. Once Marcus retrieved my bags I followed him up a staircase
and down a long hallway. The house seemed to be so much bigger inside. When we
arrived to my bedroom I gasped as I entered it. My room was practically the
size of the house that I lived in with my parents. I couldn't even believe that
this would be mine. It was decorated very chic like the upper eastsiders did on that show Gossip Girl. It was beautiful
and in my wildest dreams   I never thought that I would be in a position to stay in such a
room. I walk slowly around the room as Marcus set down my bags and waited for
me. There was a walk in closet that was completely bare, how could anyone ever
hope to fill such a space? I couldn't even imagine having that many clothes. I
also had my own bathroom with a claw foot tub and a separate shower. My
personal space spoke of elegance and class. It occurred to me then that I had a
separate room from Kip and I was relieved by that. I didn't expect that but I
was glad that my first night in the house would not require me to fall asleep
with a stranger in my bed. It was thoughtful of Kip to allow me to get
comfortable first.
                “Will you be needing anything else
miss?”
                I turned to him, “I'm famished. But
I think I would like to take a bath first.”
                “Of course. I will bring a tray of
food up for you and you can eat whenever you would like.”
                “Thank you Marcus.”
                “Any time miss, welcome.”
                I smiled and waited until he left,
closing the door behind him. I walked into the bathroom and closed the door
behind me. I sat on the edge of the tub and turned on th etap , filling the tub
with hot water. As I watched the tub fill, I thought of home. My parents never
allowed me to take long showers or to fill a bathtub of water because it cost
too much. There I was filling a tub with hot relaxing water and I couldn't wait
to get inside. When I took a bath at home, I was rarely covered in water
because I was only allowed to fill it halfway, it became more chilly and
uncomfortable than anything. I eventually just took showers instead. So, I was
really going to enjoy this bath.
                I slipped out of the dress that the
company had purchased for me. They had bought me some clothes to bring with me,
I couldn't exactly show up like a pauper. Once undressed, I slipped into the
steaming bath and laid down. I rested my head on the back of the tub and
couldn't remember a time that I ever fell so good . If
things only got as good as the bath felt then I would be a happy woman. I
couldn't remember how long I laid in the bath but at some point I heard Marcus
return and set down a plate in the other room. I wondered what he had prepared
for me. How crazy was it, that I had a butler who just brought me food whenever
I wanted it?
                I stepped out of the tub and drained
it. I grabbed one of the towels from the closet in the bathroom. I wrapped the
lush towel around my body. “Wow, what kind of towel is this?” I muttered. It
was so plush and soft. I dried myself off and found a robe behind the door,
dressing in it. I headed out to my bedroom and found I