Chapter Fifty-five

ELSA'S POV

The morning came as quickly as ever. I didn't know if it was because I had been waiting for this day and I couldn't get any sleep in. Curiosity and passion, but as the Cornbraids were coming today, I had never been more excited. As soon as I was done making my bed, I raced into the bathroom and cleaned up so fast, it only took me ten minutes to do so. I wondered if I was the only one up because everywhere was so quiet I was certain I could hear a pin drop to the floor. As soon as I was done dressing, I practically raced down the stairs, hurrying to go get something from the fridge before it was time for breakfast and I get to pretend I'm classy just like the rest of the occupants in the room. Who was I kidding? I had never enjoyed eating with cutleries. Not even when Arthur continued forcing. I was thankful that Gulther for once had never asked me to use the cutlery.

Just as I made me to the fridge, handle in hand I heard smooching sounds and murmurs. I didn't know anyone