Chapter 27

Kaia’s POV

The moment I stepped into the house, the soft scent of roses and pine wrapped around me — the signature fragrance that always seemed to linger wherever Jeffery was. The polished marble floor reflected the morning light streaming through the tall windows, and the maids lined up neatly by the doorway, bowing their heads in greeting.

For a second, I just stood there awkwardly, unsure how to respond. I wasn’t used to this kind of attention. Respect, curtsies, polite ...