Mildred POV"All better, do you think that anyone will notice?"This question was directed at the lady that was helping me to stitch up the dress. Fortunately, I was able to find a maid that was handy with the sewing machine and she had one within her reach to help me. She even added some decorations on top of the dress that made it more palatable to look at and the stitches more intentional, even though it was because of how randomly I had cut the dress.When she was finally done, she handed me the dress and I was standing in front of the mirror, even without all the extra stitches. I had a feeling that it was still meant to be short and revealing and it clung to me like a second skin. I turned around to look at how it was wrapped around my butt.Gosh if I even dropped anything at that worthless party and might as well just leave it on the floor for the rest of the night because there was no way I would be able to pick it up without unveiling myself in front of everyone.From the cor

Mildred POVSometimes I truly wonder if I am not the one that is cursed if my child is actually innocent and I am the problem here. Perhaps that is so and I am just making myself believe otherwise.I woke up feeling the cold concrete floor brushing against my skin as I stood up and then be clicking sound of chains filled my ears as I tried to sit up. The cold wrapped around me like a thick blanket, but despite this, there was an overwhelming heat that embraced my waist and my ankles when I took a closer look.I realized that with the help of the dull naked bulb that was swinging above my head, I was chained there.I bit my bottom lip as I stared at the chains contemplatively as though my eyes had never seen anything like it before. Maybe I was hoping that if I blinked enough times it would fade away, but, I missed and it would all be nothing but a blurry dream that had infiltrated my thoughts. Even after doing so, my eyes went wide like saucepans and I saw that it was nothing more tha

Mildred POV"Move faster…"I felt a painful jab on my side caused by someone poking me with a stick. Following that was a burst of laughter and a bunch of laughter followed by the group that had been walking behind me for several minutes now.Now that I had finally gotten to see Arnold, I would have to live up to my own part of the deal or rather die for it, so leading the group was traitorous and then behind me were warriors that were mostly loyal to him and in their midst was Tanya, who was desperate to witness my debt even if it meant her not being there to support Arnold in his last moments.Watching her join the group earlier made me scoff below my breath. Despite doing all of this, she would still viciously claim that she was in love with him. It was ridiculous.No, it wasn't satisfying enough to the group that I was about to execute myself while dragging heavy chains across the forest. They decided that they were going to mock me and do petty, ridiculous things like poking me w

Mildred POVI could not describe the relief that washed over my entire body like a cool relaxing shower when I finally had a bed to lie on. I didn't realize that Arnold was staring at me strangely until I rolled on the bed and my eyes came over to him, looking over with a mixture of confusion and perplexity.Even if I had been walking a long way so that way he had carried me halfway back, it was not enough reason for me to act like that after seeing a bed.Before I could even get the chance to think of a good excuse, he came over scooting on the bed, and then, with a hard gaze fixed on me, he asked me."Millie, can you tell me what was happening to you when I was asleep?"I sat up feeling hesitant to talk about my experiences with him. I just wanted to push it into the past because it was so terrible, and I didn't want him to feel guilty that he had not been there for me, since it was basically my fault that I had injured him.He kept on pressing for the truth and so, eventually, I ha