The interrogation

Aurelia

I exhaled heavily as I dropped the broom on the floor. I let out a soft sigh as I sat down on the long bench behind me. I placed my hand on my back at my waist side which was aching badly with so much pain.

I've been working for a while, and I don't think I'm going to stop because the maids keep giving me work to do even though I'm done with one.

They didn't care that it hadn't been long since I'd come back from the hospital. Not like they care anyways. It's sad that most of them are using me to die.

I think that's the cross that I'm supposed to carry. It hurt me so much knowing that I'm the only one reaping and suffering from the evil deed of my father.

I've accepted my fate anyways. But I wonder when all this is going to end.

I laid down on the bench, relaxing on the chair. I jerked up from the bench in an instant as I felt a cold substance poured on me from above.

I shivered in fear as I stared at the maid, who stood before me with an angry and fierce look on her face