When the door barged open, I wiped off the tears quickly from my eyes, hating to have anyone see me in that broken state. I forced out a rough smile, expecting to see the maid, June, but lo and behold, it was the wicked witch, his mistress; Ophelia.My smile fell off my face, dread replacing whatever positive feeling I’d tried feigning.Her raven black hair glistened under the bright lighting of the room and her blood-red lips parted into a wickedly beautiful smile, cat eyes gleaming."A pleasure to meet you again, Venice.""Venus." I corrected, annoyance skittering down my straightened spine."You'll have to forgive me." She giggled lightly, eyes twinkling in mayhem. "My memory for useless information runs a little low."Hurt flashed across my face and I sucked in a pained breath. "If…if you came in here to insult me, consider leaving my quarters, Ophelia."She let up now, a small frown marring her face. "My apologies, f
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