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Chapter Fourteen

Author: Empresshan
last update Last Updated: 2025-08-01 22:09:44

VIOLET

I stood by the kitchen island, The window before me framed nothing but shadows, a view I wasn’t even really seeing, I was just there, trying to breathe. The moment I stepped into the kitchen, the maids scattered except Margaret.

She approached gently, the only warm presence in this house that hadn’t made me feel like an intruder.

“Do you need anything, ma’am? Something special you will like us to make?” she asked, her voice soft, lace with real concern.She had quietly taken me under her wing, told me things I suspected she wasn’t allowed to share , whispered truths about this family and their ways. There was something maternal about her, something that reminded me of my mother. I missed my mother, even though I was still angry with her and still ignored her calls, I miss her.

“I’m fine,” I said, barely a whisper. “Just need a little air, I will head back soon.”

She nod, not prying, and slip out quietly.

I pick up my phone, already dialing. There was only one person whose
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