Chapter 9

Margaret shows me to my room and slams the door shut. I hear the jiggle of keys and a click, and I know that she has locked me inside. I let out a sorrowful sigh. The room that has been provided for me is only a small improvement over the small room that I stayed in as an Omega. There is a bed, an actual bed, not a cot with an overly worn mattress. A small dresser is off to one side and another door that I can only assume leads to a bathroom.

Making my way across the room I open the small dresser and neatly folded maid’s uniform dresses are stacked inside. Plain white undergarments are in the top drawer. I run my fingers over the rough material and long for the silks and satins that I used to wear. Closing the drawers to the dresser I open up the door leading to the bathroom. There is only a sink and a toilet. No shower. Of course there wouldn’t be one, I think to myself. Only those of important rank and stature would have a full bathroom attached to their rooms.

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