I sank onto the cold marble floor, my legs barely holding me up anymore. We were in the so-called east wing, it's a fucking separate villa" tucked away on this never-ending estate. It was closest to the maid's quarters, but honestly, it felt like miles away from my sanity.

We'd been cleaning the ground floor for what felt like an eternity, three hours straight with no break. My arms felt like jelly, and my back? Let's not even go there. Mina, still full of energy somehow, walked over and set her mop aside, barely breaking a sweat.