Not one of us

In the kitchen of the Rossi mansion, Rene stood at the sink, an apron draped over his clothes as he scrubbed pots and pans with meticulous care.

Just then, Rachel entered the room, and seeing that it was empty, she approached Rene, and then said, "Let me help you."

Rene looked up, his face marked with exhaustion, but he managed a small, weary smile at Rachel. "Thanks, but I’ve got it covered."

Rachel shook her head, stepping closer. "No. I don’t mind. It’s the least I can do after what you’ve been through."

"You must be new here. The Rossi don't appreciate servants that associate with me, so it best to avoid me if you want to keep this job."

Rachel’s eyes widened at Rene’s warning, but she remained undeterred, stepping closer and giving him a sympathetic smile. “It’s my first day, yes. But I’ve already heard about how the Rossi family treats you. I don’t want to just stand by and do nothing.”

Rene’s eyes softened slightly as he glanced at her, taking in her earnest expression. “You