CHAPTER 100

CHAPTER 100

HAZEL'S POV;

The day passed by in a blur. I spent most of my day in my room, thinking about the events that had started happening previously, absolutely confused on what to do.

Later in the evening, when it was time for dinner, I had asked one of the maids to serve me in my room and she did so.

As she placed the tray on my bedside table, I stopped and frowned a bit, staring at her in curiosity.

"What's your name?"

"Hattie." She replied, finding it hard to maintain eye contact with me but I wasn't fazed. It was common amongst maids. I always wondered why they were always afraid to look in the eyes of people.

"Hattie," I said and sat up. I had been seeing her several times since last week. She had been the one to clean up the blood stained sheets this morning, and was the one to attend to all errands which was quite unusual.

Different maids came at different times to attend to different errands and for the past few days, she had been the o