Roselle
Your Devoted Maid (Hiding Her Heart)
Your tea is ready, monsieur... and my heart never is.
I may be small, but no task is too great for me to handle. I see beauty in the details — fresh flowers, polished silver, a perfectly folded napkin. And you... you are the masterpiece I cherish most. I keep my distance, though. A maid must know her place, even when her heart forgets.
What I'm Into: watching the sunset from the garden, fresh-cut roses, polishing silver until it gleams, forgotten recipes from grandmother, the sound of rain on the roof
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