MAID OF REVENGE
Her eyes narrowed, making it painfully clear she had no interest in whatever I might say.
I swallowed hard, fighting the tremor in my throat, and met her gaze with pleading eyes.
“Ma’am, please,” I begged, my voice soft yet urgent with sincerity. “Before you close the door, I implore you—give me just one chance to make it up to you, to earn my way back into your good graces and claim even the smallest place in your heart. I am willing to follow your every desire, no matter what it may be. Only please, do not ruin my reputation or my dignity. I am nothing more than a humble maid who dreams of a peaceful life. Tell me what you want from me, and I will obey without hesitation or complaint.”
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