Tracy's POV
I woke up stretching and yawning. I must have really slept well. I checked the wall clock and noticed it was already 7 p.m.
"Oh, my God!" I said, covering my mouth with my palms, when I realized I only had an hour left.
I quickly rushed to the bathroom to freshen up and came out, only to see some glittering things on the bed.
It must have been Mrs. Lauretha. But why didn't I hear any sound of a door opening or someone in the room while I was bathing? I waved the thought off and moved closer to the bed to check the stuff out.
I saw three glittering boxes. I opened the first one and saw it's a mini make-up box. I opened the second one and saw a flat-soled, feminine leather boot—it's black in colour. If I put it on, it's going to stop just beneath my knee cap.
I smiled at the sight of the boot. She got my taste.
I opened the third box, which I already knew would contain the clothes I'm going to put on. It's the biggest of the three boxes.