Writer's POV
Linnea arrived at Beta Benjamin's house ten minutes after leaving her mate's house. After alighting from the taxi, she readjusted her dress, tightened her grip on her handbag, and confidently walked to the entrance of Beta Benjamin's house.
She rang the bell upon reaching the front door, and a maid opened it two minutes later.
"Who are you?" the maid asked, staring at her.
"It's me, Linnea," she replied.
The maid was an older woman who worked for Beta Benjamin.
"Wow, Linnea, it's you! You've changed so much; I barely recognize you in that flashy dress. Come in." The woman opened the door, and Linnea stepped inside.
"Where's my mom?" Linnea asked once inside.
"Your mom is upstairs."
"What about Madison?"
"I think she's also resting in her room. You'll have dinner with the family, am I right?"
"Yes."