FATE

Cindy's POV I boarded the bus that was going to take me back home from my graduation which I had just attended all by myself.I know I should feel sad but I'm surprisingly not, because I know my mum would have loved to be there but she unfortunately couldn't make it since she had been busy preparing the house for the arrival of the Smith's which was fast approaching, I heard they were coming back in two day's time. Anyways I forgot to introduce myself. I'm Cindy Mensah, I'm eighteen and I live with my mum… if you could even call it that. What I meant is, my mum and I live together in the servant quarters of the Smith family. And if you are guessing, then yes, my mum and I work as maids in the Smith mansion. Two years ago that wasn't the story. My dad was a flight lieutenant in the  Ghana Air Force, a very prestigious one, with a lot of decorations. He went for peacekeeping and never returned. He was then pronounced dead after a year

Brian came out of nowhere and bumped into me resulting in me dropping the jar. We both stared at the broken jar for few seconds before I quickly got down on my knees and began picking the pieces. I dropped everything when I felt a sharp pain in my palm. I hissed quietly, but Brian heard me noticing the blood and he immediately took my hand in his. He inspected the wound gently and guided me back to the kitchen. My mum was surprised when we entered." Cindy! what happened?" "Mum it's nothing I accidentally dropped the jar and began to pick up the pieces and I hurt myself it's nothing". “What do you mean its nothing, you're bleeding pretty bad and even though I'm not a doctor I know you need stitches.” Bryan said angrily. Just then Janet entered the kitchen and you could see that she was surprised but that quickly changed when she noticed how close Brian and I were and the fact that my blood was all over the place. "Sir, please madam asked me to l

Hope you like this... Happy reading🤗Cindy's POV (6:30am the next day)My alarm blurred waking me up form my sleep. I switched it off and I stretched and got out of my bed, I noticed that my mom's bed was empty, meaning she's already in the mansion working. That woman is the last to sleep among all the maids and always the first to wake up. I entered the bathroom, brushed my teeth and freshened up for the day. I got out of the room closing the door behind me, I decided to check if Janet was already done. I wasn't surprised when I saw her still asleep and her alarm still blurring. I walked to her bedside and turned off the alarm before I was successful in waking her up after 5 minutes. "I'm up!" She said as stood up and walked to the bathroom joined to her room.* * *~~~~1 hour later~~~~Every room in the mansion was cleaned, and breakfast was served. The Smiths had already having breakfast in the dining hall

(I was about to step out when Thelma stopped me)"Being a maid must suck, but you should know your place" Thelma said, she continued when she didn't get any reaction from me. "People like you should know where you belong, and if you want to continue to work here, you'd better watch your back." She said and turned towards the bags on the bed and waved her hand dismissing me. I walked out quietly, trying hard to restrain myself from punching her in the face. Not like I could do that even if I had the chance. I walked to the kitchen and saw Janet reading, she was so into the book, that she didn't notice when I sneaked behind her and whispered into her ears. She jumped out of her seat with shock written all over her face, her book flying out of her hands. "What was that for?" She asked looking very annoyed. "Nothing, I just wanted to scare you. And it worked." I replied laughing at her reaction."So how d

"Oh God! What have I done?"I quickly picked my clothes and put them on immediately rushing out of the room. I was still in shock at what had just taken place and I really don't know what came over me... I mean I don't know if I was ready, I probably should have given this some more thought but the thing was, he honestly didn't force me too. I needed to think about this and I was so not in the mood right now for anything else.I snuck into the room I shared with my mum and quietly got into bed. I hoped tomorrow was going to be a better day...I woke up feeling sore...you know where. I walked into the kitchen and saw both my mum and Janet preparing breakfast. I guess my mum was now feeling better since she was all over the place preparing for the Smiths."Good morning" I greeted everyone." "Good morning dear, hope you're good." My mum responded. "Yes mum I'm doing great." I smiled, grateful for the fact that she didn't notice that