CHARLOTTE Water dripped onto my face.I gasped awake, sucking in air as another drop landed on my cheek, slid down my jaw, and soaked into the thin fabric of my gown. For a moment, I didn’t know where I was. Then the familiar stench of mold, damp stone, and rot filled my nose, and reality crashed back into me.The storeroom.My room.If it could even be called that.I pushed myself upright, my bones aching as if I had been beaten in my sleep. The ceiling above me was dark with moisture, a thin crack running across it like a scar, leaking steadily onto the floor. My mattress that was so thin, uneven, and barely fit for an animal was already soaked through.I let out a slow breath, pressing my lips together to stop the scream that rose in my throat. Screaming wouldn’t help. It never did.I stood, every movement stiff, and dragged the mattress upright, folding it the best I could and leaning it against the wall so it wouldn’t soak further. My fingers were numb as I grabbed the mop and b
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