The morning sun hit the floor of my bedroom in sharp, bright lines. I sat at my vanity, already dressed in a sharp blazer, when Freda walked in. She was carrying the silver tray with my morning tea. I watched her in the mirror. She looked like she hadn't slept in a week. Her eyes were red, and her hands were shaking so hard the cup was rattling against the saucer."Good morning, Luna," she whispered. She wouldn't look me in the eye."Freda, are you okay?" I asked, looking at her through the mirror.“Yes, Luna,” she nodded.But the truth was coated in a small voice that sounded like a lie.“Stop," I said, turning around and looking at her now. "What is wrong? You look like you’re carrying the weight of the whole pack on your shoulders. Tell me the truth. What’s the problem?"Freda bit her lip, her eyes filling with tears. "It’s nothing, ma'am. Just... just some stuff."I stood up and walked over to her. I took the tray from her hands and set it on the table. "Freda, I know when you’re
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