Tired and weakened, Selene hardly notice she’d lost consciousness again. The pull of sleep was too much for her to bear, only waking when she noticed the itch in her throat.Somehow recovered, she now had the strength to open her eyes. A frown immediately appeared on her face upon gazing at where she was in.Dust floating everywhere, sticking to the walls, floors, and ceiling. A single small window gave the room light, making the entire place dim.She hugged herself when the coldness prickled her skin, steam coming out of her with each breath. Her hands instinctively brushed the side of her bed, searching for a blanket or something to cover herself, realizing her nakedness.Unable to find anything, she sat up to get a better look around, groaning from the jolt of pain piercing through her joints.“Hello? Is anybody there?”Her voice echoed through the empty room, yet it did not seem to leave the place she was in.She frowned at the wooden door at the far end of it, having a small slid

After years of being passed around, disregarded, and shunned. For the first time, Selene could genuinely smile with glee.The sensation of being needed and relied upon brought about an insurmountable energy and reason for her. Especially since it was her aunt Penelope who was in need. It was now her chance to return the favor for the new life she had given her.She does a quick turn in front of the mirror, making sure she’d properly put on the uniform provided to her by an attendant there.It was a black and white maid outfit, complete with an apron and the headdress.Though shorter than the supposed design, since she’s certain it should reach up to his ankle, not her knee. Even if it wasn’t the style, she thought, she remained giddy, wearing such frilly kind of clothing.The way it flaps in the air when she moves and its softness on her skin was something she’d never experienced before.Footsteps coming from the stairs caused her to straighten, immediately turning to face the entrywa

The confused, brooding, and gentle gaze hidden beneath a hardened exterior of Duncan continued to plague Selene’s mind. This was the image that got stuck in her. After having seen the man’s eyes in such clarity, she could discern the shadows cast upon by his broody composure.At first she thought it was just him being young, but the moment their gaze met, everything became clear to her.Sadness, pain, and longing. All of those things were familiar to her. So it was easy to spot the same in the guy’s eyes.She can’t help but be empathetic towards the guy. Though the fact remains he is better off than her, she now had this sense of connection with him.Also, there’s the part she cannot remove the man from her head, his face popping up in her mind once in a while, along with the distraught and giddiness in her insides.It’s been days since that incident, and yet the memory of it continued to linger like it was yesterday.She tussled and turn on her bed, frantic with those unknown emotion

Selene took one last look at the cell she’d been staying in, making sure she had everything back to its original state.From removing the covers, she placed over the pile of logs, curtains, and make-shift vases. She removed all of it, including the pieces of flowers. Though she had cleaned up most of the place, she’s positive it wouldn’t be an issue, considering she didn’t touch the other rooms since they remained locked.With nothing else to do, she hastens upstairs, carrying the remaining stuff she had brought there. The head maid greeted her the moment she emerged from the depths of the lower floors.“Are you certain that’s the last of it?”Julieta raised a brow, seeing the lump of tattered fabric sewn together.“Yes, mistress. I’ve done everything you’ve told me to do.”Selene gave a curtsy, copying the other maids’ action whenever they answered the woman. She was becoming accustomed to it after observing quietly for the past few days.“And those are the remaining curtains, corre

After waving goodbye to Lucas’s group, Selene hurries to the cafeteria. Being in a different house, she didn’t have the luxury to pack her lunch. So she’s left with buying food. Thankfully, her aunt gave her some money during her last visit.As she was making her way through the field between the main building and the canteen, she gets stopped by a sudden strike on her head. She nearly loses her balance, if not for the trees nearby, which she immediately grabs hold of.Shocked and daze from the surprise, she touches the part that got hit, feeling the sticky, gelatinous liquid flowing through her hair.Her face wrinkles, catching a waft of the rancid stench upon sniffing her palm. Most of the shells became stuck. She tries to wipe herself clean, but most of the goo had gotten to her shirt, causing the smell to spread all over.With trees nearby, she search for any nest where it may have come from. Afraid some poor bird had lost its home and babies.But then, seeing a few laughing girl