Unseen Heartbreak

Maeve

Voices and easy laughter echoed from the kitchen as I stepped inside, finding the head maid already deep into dinner preparations. The rich smell of warm bread and roasted vegetables hung in the room, making my empty stomach rumble. Eating wasn't on my agenda, though. My only job here was setting the dining table, playing the part of the unseen servant under this roof.

The head maid glance