chapter 47

"And how does this one fit me, Rosa?" asked Eva, tired of trying on many dresses and having her lady-in-waiting say she didn't like any of them.

"It's just that you have a beautiful body, girl, why don't you wear something more at your age? When I was young, I liked to wear tight clothes that accentuated my curves."

Eva smiled at Rosa's joke.

"Sam won't like it if I show off my attributes," she bit her lips doubtfully.

"But he doesn't own you. I don't know when he'll draw the line." The middle-aged woman scolded her with a frown.

"You're right, Rosa. It's just that sometimes I'm afraid of him, I feel like Sam, he's not normal."

Rosa looked at her curiously. Somehow she felt rejected by her employer. Especially after discovering that the pills that were supposed to bring back his memory had the opposite effect.

"And you don't think about getting a divorce? It could be that after losing his memory, all the love went with him," Rosa insisted.

"I don't know, Rosa, I don't know what to do.