For some reason, the girl's alluring rose-colored eyes seemed soft enough to drip with water at that moment, ripples of tenderness shimmering within them.
Though it was an unconscious gesture, the light bite of her lip was infinitely charming.
Rita had always been a natural beauty.
Although she had not fully matured yet, with both her cheeks and figure still somewhat youthful, and even those captivating phoenix eyes not yet displaying their full power, she still made someone's heart stir.
Rita was at an age that was neither too old nor too young.
In this era, where people generally matured early, her mind had long reached the age of first love—the very age when one loved to overthink and was full of affection.
With that gentle brush through her hair and that brilliant smile from someone.
Rita immediately experienced one of life's three great misconceptions.
—He likes me!
And the deeper Rita thought about it, the redder her cheeks became.
What should she do, what should she do...
What was she supposed to do at a time like this?
Right!
How did those maid rules describe this sort of situation again?
Um... it seemed that a qualified maid was strictly forbidden from falling in love with her master. This rule must not be violated, or else she would be stripped of her status as a maid?!
Ah... strictly forbidden?!
At that thought, Rita's face suddenly turned pale.
She looked at someone with difficulty, her expression full of conflict.
Strictly forbidden... strictly forbidden... Those two words kept circling through Rita's mind.
The girl was on the verge of tears.
On one side was the profession of a maid, which she had dreamed of and regarded as the pursuit of her life.
On the other was her future happiness.
What should she