I had moved in just two days before the ceremony and yet I hadn’t even slept there once.
Back when the renovations were happening, he had held me at the doorway and spoken so warmly.
"This room will be yours. I’ll connect all the second-floor bedrooms for you. The servants aren’t allowed upstairs, so no one will ever intrude on our private time…"
Before I could say a word, he scooped Rhea into his arms and settled her comfortably on his lap.
"All right, we’ll do as this cutie Rhea says."
"What are you standing there for, Starlene? Go move your stuff."
He didn’t even spare me a glance as he said it.
The two of them kissed passionately, right in front of me.
A sudden wave of nausea rose in my throat, forcing me to turn and run. I vomited until my vision blurred and my head spun.
When I returned, my belongings had already been packed and tossed downstairs.
The maid around sneered at me.
"Starlene, you’re not planning to keep your things, are you? The lady of the house is in a hurry to move in and you’re too slow, so I helped you pack. You know, a maid should act like a maid."
My eyes fell on the shattered crystal ball ornament lying among the scattered belongings.