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47: Milking Her Jealousy

Cora’s POV

Ugh, I hated everything about this fucking palace.

Those were my exact thoughts as I dragged a pile of dirt out of the kitchen as the head matron had instructed me to. I’d never been fit for grunt work but I preferred cleaning to emptying trash like a low level maid and it completely infuriated me.

I dropped it on a pile of garbage and stood a few inches in front of it with my hands akimbo as I tried to catch my breath before the head matron gave me another silly errand.

“That classless bitch! I'll kill her!” I heard a woman shriek as she entered the kitchen.

I hated drama and I didn't want any part of it so I remained in the back yard in hopes that it’d blow over soon.

“Where is she?!” Came the same voice, but this time it sounded awfully familiar.

“Can someone fucking tell me where that manipulative whore is?!” The woman yelled again and from her choice of curse words I knew exactly who it was.

Leila.

“Get out of my way you clumsy idiot!” I heard a body hit the ground and
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