22. Spice

I walked downstairs, still half asleep. Work, just because of it I have to wake up early even after sleeping so late.

Moving inside the kitchen I saw Catherine who was cooking for Andrew. I could feel her glaring at my back, yeah I had a supernatural power of knowing what people do behind me. 

Joking, but I really could feel how much she hated me. Anyway, I started preparing food for myself.

Because the maid who used to make breakfast was sick and I wouldn't, even by mistake, eat anything made by my husband's nanny.

Putting pieces of bread into the toaster I walked around to another side for getting a pan.

But all the while I didn't know what I was wearing, unaware I was comfortably moving around.

"What are you doing, Ally?" I was irritated with him as he was again calling me with a nickname. But at this moment I had very important work to do so choosing not to answer him I continued to focus on my work.

"I have asked some