Measurements

As promised, I heard a knock on my bedroom door early the next morning.

"Second Miss, we're here to take your measurements." 

Measurements? That's a nice way of saying 'we're here to see if you gained weight'.

I quickly got out of bed and opened the door, allowing all three maids to enter my room. The first maid, Anna, held a glass scale.

"Second Miss, please step on the scale. It will only be a brief moment," she said, placing it on the floor in front of me. 

Frowning, I did as told and got on, waiting for Anna to write down the number. 

"There's been a slight increase," she announced. 

As soon as she finished recording the number, she motioned to the other two maids to come over and take my measurements. 

I thought I was only going to get weighed today?

As if reading my mind, Anna responded to my internal question. "Madam is about to send over the updated measurements to the dress designer."