As the hours ticked by, I felt the strain of my pregnancy. My back ached, my feet swelled, and I could feel the weight of the baby pressing down on me with every step I took. Still, I pushed through, determined to make everything perfect for David and his family.
But when I asked if I could sit down to ease the pain, I never expected the cruel response I would get.
Chapter 2: The Cruelty Unveiled
“Servants don’t sit with the family,” Sylvia sneered as she slammed her hand down on the table. “Eat in the kitchen, standing up, after we finish. Know your place!”
I looked at her, stunned. I had always known Sylvia was cold, but this was a new low.
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