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CamilaI would be lying if I said I wasn't nervous about Madam being in the house. The mere thought of her presence filled me with dread.I kept wondering how long she would stay and what might happen during that time. Had I not woken up early and gone downstairs to check on Katya, I wouldn't have known she was at the door.Relief washed over me because if she had called one of the workers from the servant quarters to let her in, she might have found me in her son's bed. The mere thought of her reaction sent chills down my spine. I wasn't fooled by her kindness; I knew it was all for Katya. To her, I was still just a Belvarian slave.Interacting with Ronan around his mother was incredibly difficult. I was grateful when he allowed me to leave.As soon as I entered my room, I exhaled deeply, my heart pounding in my chest. The realization that she was here made everything feel more intense and frightening.I tried to gather enough courage before heading to the kitchen, determined to help
CamilaI remained in the living room, watching Madam Melania play with Katya. I silently prayed she wouldn't ask me any more questions. My duty was to care for Katya, not to spy on her son. I wish I could tell her that, but it would be a risk I couldn't afford to take. These chains that bound me were tighter and stronger than they ever felt. Though invisible, they held me completely, with no chance of ease or release."She is pretty, but I noticed her eyes are getting lighter. It doesn't seem like a cause for alarm. I'm sure it is nothing," Madame Melania said, her attention fully on Katya. Who wouldn't be captivated by my little girl? My little angel was a bundle of joy, spreading smiles to everyone she met.As Madam Melania spoke, I wanted to excuse myself to call the cleaners. "Where are you going?" she asked, her tone sharp."To call the cleaners and find out why they haven't arrived, madam," I replied as respectfully as possible."Why did Ronan lay off all his workers? He has a co
CamilaIt seemed Ronan called the cleaners regardless because they arrived an hour after he left. I found myself oscillating between supervising them and caring for Katya.Fortunately, I didn't have to do much for Katya because Madam Melania was completely hands-on, making my work a bit easier.Kenneth also helped, and he rolled his eyes every time Madam called me, which made us laugh in the kitchen before I answered.He didn't take the letdown to heart. In fact, he took it well, keeping his word and not making things awkward between us. However, I remained cautious around him. He was Jorvikian, after all, and I needed to protect Ronan and Katya from everyone.Sometime after noon, we received guests. I was surprised to see Mira and Leah Semenov. The moment they saw me, their faces contorted with anger.Leah had swollen eyes and was wiping away tears with a tissue while Mira consoled her. Katya was playing on the floor, and Madam Melania sat, listening intently to whatever Leah was sayi
CamilaMadam Melania eventually turned her attention back to Leah."Ronan will be head of state one day. As his wife, you must put aside your pettiness and whatnot. If Camila and Katya are an issue, Sergey and I will take them back once he agrees to the union. But I will tell you this: you must learn to see things clearly and stop listening to bad advice. If not, you will lose out completely. He is already on his way up without this union. It will just take longer, and we want to maintain our friendship with your family. Otherwise, what you did is unforgivable," Madam Melania said, her words sharp and to the point.I couldn't believe what I was hearing. Leah was planning to return to Ronan's life? Wasn't she getting married? My heart began to pound in my chest, the fear of her returning filling me with dread. I knew he cared about her, and the thought of her coming back into his life made my heart ache."So, are you still warming the Colonel's bed here?" Mira asked me suddenly, her voi
CamilaRonan had told me he wouldn't be out long, unlike yesterday when he had returned late. Even though it was still early, the tension in the living room made it feel like an eternity. I anxiously waited, my heart pounding, not knowing what to expect.When Ronan finally came home, he was taken aback by the sight of the people gathered in our living room.I could see it in his eyes, and when he asked what was going on, no one dared to breathe for a second. I quickly wiped away my tears, but I could tell he noticed."Welcome home, sir," I greeted him hurriedly, rushing to help with his bag."What is going on here?" he asked, brushing past me without accepting my help."They came to see me," Madame explained."In my home? What did I say about the Semenovs, Mom?" Ronan said sternly, his eyes locking on Leah, who was now standing with tears in her eyes."I'm sorry, Ronan. I want to talk," she pleaded, her voice trembling."There is nothing to discuss. Kindly leave my house," he said firm
CamilaMelania continued to look at me with disdain."By the time I am through with you, you will tell me the truth. All the while, Sergey and I were worried Ronan got drunk and took advantage of you, hence the pity. That was why we let you birth Katya and raise her. Had we known you and your mother orchestrated this entire thing, I would have handed you to the authorities after you gave birth," she said, grabbing my hair in her fist. I didn't scream out because Katya was already crying. Tears streamed down my face."You belong to Sergey and me, and I will take you back to the estate. Ronan can get a new nanny for his daughter. With you out of the way, he can think straight," she said, and I could hear the rage in her voice. She believed them.She sounded like someone who was deeply betrayed. I could understand her feelings, but my mother and I weren't the ones who drugged Ronan. I was content with my quiet life."What are you doing?" Ronan said, rushing down the stairs in his vest and
CamilaMelania decided she would leave the next morning. The air in the house was heavy with tension, words having been exchanged that could not be taken back. She came to check on Katya and found me sleeping on an air mattress in Katya's room. It was the first time she had seen me there."Is this where you sleep?" she asked, her voice softer than usual."Yes, Madam, so I am not too far," I replied, and I saw her eyes soften. She looked at me with a mix of curiosity and contemplation."I apologise for yesterday; it’s just that what was said made sense. You would never harm my family, would you?" Her question caught me off guard. It was unusual for Melania to apologise to someone like me, someone she considered beneath her. I had to tread carefully."Not in my wildest dreams, Madam. I owe my life to the Morosovs. I could never," I assured her, and she nodded, letting out a sigh."Keep this between us," she said, stepping closer. I wasn't sure what she meant but I stayed silent, waiting.
CamilaMadame Melania walked softly to the crib, her hand trembling slightly as she reached down to caress Katya’s cheek. Her touch was gentle, filled with a mixture of regret and sorrow."My sweet child," she whispered, her voice breaking. "Grandma was so angry yesterday that she made you cry. I'm so sorry, my love. I promise, next time I come, I won't make you cry." She bent down, her lips brushing Katya's forehead in a tender kiss, before she turned and left the room.I sat there, rooted to the spot, unable to move. My mind was a whirl of emotions, my heart heavy with sadness. I didn’t know how long I stayed like that, frozen in time, until Ronan walked in. He was dressed in casual clothes, a stark contrast to the turmoil inside me."I heard her leaving this morning," he said, his voice breaking through my deep thoughts. I turned to look at him, feeling the weight of the world on my shoulders. He walked over and sat beside me, his presence a small comfort."I'm so sorry about yeste