chapter hundred and six

POV Lily Brows

I had been at Madame Baker's house for a few days, and exhaustion became increasingly palpable. My legs trembled as I tried to maintain balance during the cleaning. A whole month of hard work yielded only 200 dollars, and constant hunger further weakened my body.

When Madame Baker handed me my salary, hopelessness took over me. "Only 200 dollars?" I questioned, barely able to hide the disappointment in my voice. "How am I supposed to buy food or toys for Caroline with this?"

Her response was as cold as the look she gave. "That's not my problem. You should be grateful for having a roof over your head, even while pregnant."

Tears began to flow down my face, but Madame Baker had no compassion. "Swallow your tears and finish cleaning the floor. The dog vomited, and I won't pay you to whine."

With a heavy heart, I swallowed my sadness and continued cleaning, wondering how I would survive and ensure a future for Caroline in that relentless house.

Daylight was beginning to fad