Chapter 83

Two weeks passed. Two full, dragging, frustrating weeks.

And in that time, I had done nothing but play the perfect little maid.

I scrubbed floors, polished staircases, carried trays, stood in corners during meetings I wasn’t allowed to hear, and smiled politely whenever someone looked at me twice. It was exhausting. It was infuriating.

But most of all it was pointless.

Because despite all my effor