15
~Lisa's Pov
I dressed up slowly, my fingers barely moving as I tried to tie the uniform properly. The fabric itched against my skin, and even though the maids helped me, it was clear they didn't want to. They didn't say a word, not even a sigh, but I could feel the hate in their silence. Their touches were rough, impatient. Like they wanted to get away from me as fast as they could.
When the dress was finally on, Matilda gave me a long, judging look before turning sharply on her heel. "Follow me," she said flatly.
I didn't say anything. I just followed. My legs felt heavy, and my head was still aching, but I had no choice. The corridor stretched ahead, quiet and cold. No sunlight came through the tall windows. The stone walls seemed to echo every step I took.
Matilda led me down a narrow hallway, past several doors, and finally stopped at one. She pushed it open and stepped aside. "This is where you'll be staying," she said.
