CANA'S SIN
Inside the house, everything looked too perfect, too clean to be real.
The walls were painted pure white, so white that they almost glowed under the golden lights. The floor reflected everything, smooth and shiny like glass. Even the air smelled expensive.
My eyes caught the line of maids standing by the wall, each one dressed in a neat black and white uniform. They stood in a perfect row, hands folded in front of them, eyes down. None of them dared to look at me. It was as if I were something sacred or cursed.
“Our lady’s room has been arranged,” said one of them. She was older than the rest, with sharp eyes, her hair neatly pinned back. From the way she spoke, I knew she was the chief maid
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