The entire Sorrento household was alive with celebration. Though the festive season had passed weeks ago, anyone who walked through their iron gates would swear they would believe they missed one of the celebration days that the Sorrento's didn't.
Laughter rippled through the marble halls. The maids moved like dancers in rhythm polishing, dusting, and polishing again as though every gleam on the silver trays and chandelier crystals reflected their joy. The reason for their cheer was no secret: the young madam, Elisa, had just given birth, and along with the news came a generous increase in salary and double bonuses.
"Careful with that vase, it's from Florence!" one of the senior maids scolded gently, though even her stern tone couldn't hide the grin on her face. "Oh, bless the heavens for this child," another maid murmured, kissing her fingers and pointing them toward the ceiling.
