Chapter 52

Mia’s pov

As I descended the stairs, the smell of food being cooked wafted into my nose, shocking me out of my bones and prompting me into hastening my footsteps until I was standing in the doorway of the kitchen.

I had woken up about an hour ago and took a lazy shower before finally leaving my bedroom and starting to feel hungry.

A middle aged woman is in the kitchen right now, moving around in the kitchen like she belonged in it. She had an apron on and looked like she knew what she was doing right now, telling from how nice the food she’s currently preparing smelt like.

Moments later, she was heading towards the sink when she noticed me. The shock had been clear enough, telling from how she jolted before hurriedly bowing her head at me in respect.

“Good morning, ma’am.” Her voice was raspy but pleasant to the ears as she spoke and I felt taken aback instantly at the respectful title in her greeting, knowing damn well that she had definitely mistaken me for someone more imp