True to Lady Cecilia's words, many people came into the Castle and they got a quick tour of the hall room where the wedding will be held. And also true to her words, almost all the servants practically didn't hold their unhidden disgust that they have for me, always picking names, whispering to each other of how much of a slut I am, and how disgusting my clothes, body and face are. They also find new ways on how to physically and emotionally humiliate me.
I was assigned in taking care of the rooms, the thing that I am probably good at, cleaning. I was also tasked and assigned to clean and polish the hall room.
There were still weeks to plan and decorate before the wedding.
Wedding.
His wedding.
My throat constricts as I try to painfully swallow the fact that he is going to be married
