"Come I will show you your room." old lady Thomas told Charlotte and Eliana after James left for work.
Charlotte nodded and followed behind the old lady. The old lady led them towards a door in the very corner. Opening the door, Charlotte and and Eliana were astonished at the sight infront of them. Rather than a rrom, it was better to call it a storeroom. Just by looking at the basic furniture in the room, one could tell at a glance that this room was once used as a storerrom and later as as a room for a maid.
Charlotte was fuming in anger and resentment. Eliana was no better off than her mother but both still kept their calm; barely.
"Auntie it is not that I don't like the room or I have any issues but you know that I am pregnant and confined spaces make me claustrophobic. Can't we stay somewhere else." Charlotte tried her very best to keep her words polite and courteous but unfortunately for her, old lady Thomas was not James who would fall for her pitiful face.
