Three months had passed since Ina's world began to unravel. Her life, once marked by routine and predictability, had become a series of relentless challenges.
Today had added yet another burden to her already heavy load.
Ina walked slowly through the dimly lit streets, her footsteps echoing softly against the pavement.
The air was heavy with impending rain, the sky overcast and mirroring her somber mood.
Earlier that day, a visit to the hospital had confirmed her worst fear: she was pregnant.
The news had hit her like a punch to the gut, leaving her dazed and overwhelmed.
The baby was the result of an unplanned one-night stand, a fleeting attempt to escape her troubles that had only compounded.
Now, faced with the reality of her situation, she felt a mix of fear and deep sadness.
As she neared her apartment building, the sight of its familiar, worn facade usually brought her a small measure of comfort. But today, something was different.
A bright red notice was taped to the front door, its bold letters glaringly harsh in the fading light.
**EVICTION NOTICE** it declared. **NO ENTRY ALLOWED UNTIL OUTSTANDING RENT IS PAID.** Her heart sank as she read the words. The landlord had finally had enough of her missed payments.
She tried the door handle, but it was locked. The reality of her situation hit her hard. She was homeless.
Ina stood there for a moment, feeling the weight of her predicament.
She had nowhere to go, no money for a hotel, and the one friend she might have turned to, Lila, had just gotten married a month ago.
Lila was in the blissful haze of newlywed life, and Ina couldn't bring herself to burden her friend with her troubles.
With no other options, Ina decided to stay behind the apartment building for the night.
She made her way to the back alley, hoping to find a quiet, secluded spot where she could rest.
The alley was narrow and littered with garbage, the smell of rotting food and damp cardboard hanging in the air.
She found a relatively clean corner and sat down, pulling her thin jacket tightly around her.
The night was cold and unforgiving. Ina shivered, not just from the chill in the air, but from the fear and uncertainty that gnawed at her.
She thought about the baby growing inside her, an innocent life brought into a world that suddenly seemed so harsh and unwelcoming.
She placed a hand on her stomach, feeling a mixture of awe and dread.
What kind of life could she offer this child? How could she take care of a baby when she couldn't even take care of herself?
Tears welled up in her eyes, but she blinked them back. Crying wouldn't solve anything. She needed to think, to figure out her next steps.
She considered her options. The shelters were always crowded and often unsafe.
The thought of sleeping on the streets indefinitely terrified her. But what choice did she have?
She thought about reaching out to Lila. Her friend had always been there for her in the past.
But Lila was starting a new chapter in her life, and Ina didn't want to intrude. Besides, what could Lila do? Ina's problems were too big for anyone to solve easily.
As the night wore on, Ina's mind drifted back to the hospital visit. The doctor had been kind but direct, explaining the need for prenatal care and the importance of staying healthy.
Ina had nodded along, absorbing the information, but now it all seemed so overwhelming.
How was she going to manage doctor appointments and the expenses that came with pregnancy?
The rain began to fall, lightly at first, then heavier, until it was a steady downpour. Ina huddled under a small overhang, trying to stay dry.
The cold rain seeped through her clothes, chilling her to the bone. She pulled her knees to her chest and rested her head on them, feeling utterly defeated.
In the quiet of the night, the sounds of the city seemed distant, like a world apart from her reality.
She listened to the hum of traffic, the occasional shout or laugh from a passerby, the constant patter of rain on the pavement.
It was a lullaby of sorts, lulling her into a fitful sleep.
Ina awoke with a start in the early hours of the morning. The rain had stopped, and the first light of dawn was beginning to break through the clouds. Her body ached from the cold and the hard ground.
She stood up slowly, feeling stiff and sore. She had to find a way out of this mess. She couldn't continue like this.
Determination replaced some of the despair that had settled over her. She needed to find help, to find a way to get back on her feet.
She would start by looking for a job, any job, that would allow her to save up enough money to get a place to stay.
She would visit social services, see if there were any programs or assistance available for someone in her situation.
And she would keep the baby. Despite everything, she wanted to give her child a chance at life.
As she walked away from the alley, the early morning sun cast a warm glow on the wet streets. Ina took a deep breath, filling her lungs with the crisp morning air.
She had a long
road ahead of her, but she was determined to find her way. For herself, and for her baby.
Ina's heart sank as she read the job posting for a maid position. The pay was decent, and the prospect of a full-time job in one of the city's most affluent neighborhoods seemed like a dream come true. However, her hopes were dashed when she saw the requirement that the applicant must be without children.Ina sighed, feeling the weight of her situation pressing down on her. She was pregnant, a fact she hadn't fully come to terms with yet. Though her pregnancy made her hesitant, but the desperation for a job and a stable income pushed her to apply despite the odds.As she arrived at the entrance gate of the grand estate, the gatekeeper, a middle-aged man with a no-nonsense attitude, looked her up and down before speaking. "I'm not in charge of the applications. Wait here while I fetch Maria. She's the one you need to speak to."Ina nodded, trying to maintain her composure despite the nervousness gnawing at her. She stood to the side, her eyes scanning the impressive facade of the m
Ina didn't have much time to ponder her past or the circumstances that had led her to this grand estate. As soon as she settled into her modest room, Maria appeared at the door, her expression stern and professional."Follow me," Maria instructed, her tone leaving no room for questions.Ina quickly complied, following Maria through the winding hallways of the staff quarters until they arrived at a large room where three other women were waiting. The women looked up as Maria and Ina entered, their expressions a mixture of curiosity and disdain."Everyone, this is Ina," Maria announced, her voice firm. "She will be joining the staff as a maid. Make sure she understands her duties and the house rules."The women nodded, their eyes flicking over Ina with thinly veiled judgment. Maria then turned to Ina. "These are your colleagues. They'll help you get started. Work hard and follow their instructions."Without another word, Maria left the room, leaving Ina to face the three women who were
Ina's days at the grand estate were filled with a relentless barrage of challenges, both physical and emotional. Despite her unwavering determination to prove her worth, the constant bullying from the other maids made each day feel like an uphill battle. The mornings often began with a cruel reminder of her status among the staff. Ina would wake up early, eager to start her tasks and show her dedication but she would often find her door locked from the outside, a deliberate act by the other maids to delay her arrival and make her appear incompetent in front of Maria. This tactic of sabotage extended to her work duties as well. Whenever Ina carried something delicate, the other maids would conveniently place obstacles in her path, causing her to trip and often resulting in broken items. Despite her carefulness, accidents seemed to follow her like a shadow, adding to her sense of frustration and helplessness. Maria's constant warnings only added to the pressure. "Don't make any m
Ina jolted awake to the sound of insistent banging on her door. Heart pounding, she sat up, disoriented in the predawn darkness. The heavy thuds echoed through the small, sparsely furnished room that had become her sanctuary since arriving at the sprawling estate. She rubbed her eyes and stumbled to the door, dreading what might await her on the other side. The door creaked open to reveal Clara, one of the other housemaids. Clara's sharp features were twisted into a scornful sneer, her eyes glittering with barely concealed contempt."The boss wants to see you in his office. Immediately," Clara announced, her tone dripping with malice. She crossed her arms over her chest, looking down at Ina with undisguised glee.Ina's stomach churned with anxiety. Clara had made her life miserable since the day she had set foot in the mansion, constantly belittling her and undermining her efforts. Now, faced with the prospect of a summons from Mr. Adams, the enigmatic and imposing owner of the es
"What are you doing there?" the voice boomed.Ina jumped, the photograph slipping from her fingers and landing softly on the bed.She turned to see Mr. Adams standing in the doorway, his expression a mixture of suspicion and irritation.He took a step forward, his gaze narrowing as he looked at her."What are you doing?" he demanded, his voice low and menacing."You're not supposed to be in that corner."Ina's mind raced, struggling to find a coherent response.She knew she wasn't supposed to be nosing around in Mr. Adams's personal space, but the photograph had piqued her curiosity in a way she hadn't anticipated. Now, faced with Mr. Adams's stern questioning, she found herself at a loss for words."I... I was just..." she stammered, her voice barely above a whisper.Adams's eyes bored into her, his suspicion evident."You were just what?" he pressed. "Answer me, Ina. What were you doing over there?"Ina's throat tightened, her thoughts a chaotic jumble. She could feel the weight of his
Adam sat on the edge of his bed, lost in thought. The encounter with Ina had left him more unsettled than he cared to admit. When he had hugged her, he couldn't help but notice the slight bump in her stomach. At first, he wondered if she might be sick, but he quickly dismissed the idea. Ina didn’t look unwell; in fact, there was a glow about her that suggested otherwise.What’s it to me if she is sick? Adam thought, trying to shake off his concern. She’s just a maid, after all. Yet, the rationalization felt hollow. Adam had never been one to fall easily for a woman’s attempt at seduction, but there was something different about Ina. The way she had trembled in his arms, the look in her eyes—he had felt something inside him shift, something he couldn’t quite control. And that was why he had kissed her, to at least have an understanding of why he was feeling that way.He wanted to get to the bottom of why Ina was at his estate and if she was the woman he had spent that unforgettabl
The next morning, as Ina worked in the kitchen, her body finally gave in to the exhaustion and lack of nourishment. She had not eaten since the previous day, determined to fulfill her duties despite her weariness. The room began to spin, and before she could steady herself, her vision blurred and she fainted, collapsing to the floor.One of the male workers saw her fall and quickly rushed to her side. He lifted her gently, ready to carry her out of the kitchen. At that moment, Adam walked in, and his eyes immediately locked onto the scene. A surge of jealousy and concern welled up within him, and without a second thought, he strode over and took Ina from the worker's arms."I'll handle this," Adam said curtly, leaving no room for discussion.The worker nodded and stepped back, watching as Adam carried Ina out of the kitchen and up the stairs to his private quarters. Adam's mind raced with a mix of emotions he couldn’t quite understand. He laid her gently on his bed, brushing a s
The enormity of what she had just agreed to was almost too much to bear. With a mixture of resignation and determination, she turned to make her way back to her room, needing some time alone to process everything.Just as she reached the door, Adam's voice stopped her. "Where do you think you're going?" he asked, his tone sharp and authoritative.Ina turned slowly, her heart pounding in her chest. "I'm going back to my room," she replied, her voice barely above a whisper.Adam’s eyes narrowed slightly. "Did I not make it clear to you that you’ll be staying in my quarters from today onwards?" he demanded. "You are now my wife, and you are expected to act as such."Ina felt a chill run down her spine. "Yes, sir," she murmured, bowing her head. "I understand."Adam took a step closer, his gaze unwavering. "Then act like it," he said firmly. "Your things will be moved to my quarters immediately. I expect you to fulfill your role, both publicly and privately."Ina swallowed hard, nodding.