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Author: Margarette Grey
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I can see half of his face through a shaft of light that slips from somewhere in the room. I want to step back, but I’m pinned to the wall with his hands on my wrist, pushing me a little harder. His breathing rapid, his chiseled mouth almost touching mine. A familiar smell of aftershave tickles my nose.

“Alayna Hart!”

“Oh God—” I look around me as the sharp sound of bells ring.

Ms. Lennie glares at me. She is holding a small bell, enough to wake a girl who had an intimidating dream. Next to her are two maids who look precisely alike, and they are staring at me. Obviously, they are trying their hardest not to laugh. Their small, marble eyes betray their fake expressionless look. I feel my face burning with shame.

What are they doing here?

“The Master will see you in ten minutes. He expects you to be early,” Ms. Lennie says.

“What? He’s—he’s what? Why?” I ask in a panic. “What did I do wrong now?”

“For your information, young lady, you forced the Master hand with your conditions. I want
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