Love Above All

"Que'er, how can someone change so suddenly?" The woman reclined on a chaise longue, lazily reading a book as she asked offhandedly.

"Miss, are you talking about Second Miss?" The green-clad maid hurried over and began massaging her shoulders.

"Yes and no. Never mind. People are never the same forever. I should stop concerning myself with my younger sister," the woman said, lazily turning a page. She sounded self-deprecating, but her eyes were sharp.

"Then, Miss, shall I...?" The green-clad maid crouched in front of her and made a gesture with her hand.

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.