EMILY
I placed my hand on my chest as I stared at the cold custard and toast that I had been forced to eat. There were lumps in the custard, and I knew I shouldn’t be eating it because I was pregnant, but it wasn’t like I had a choice in the matter. I simply had to make do with what I had been given for my own health.
"Hey girl," a voice called out.
I looked up to see that it was Doctor Pam. What was she doing here? My eyes moved over to the rest of the maids eating their dinner, and I flinched as I looked over at them. Taking a deep breath, I rose to my feet.
"Doctor, you didn’t tell me that you would be coming over," I mumbled.
She nodded lightly. "Yes, you’re absolutely right. But I had to handle some things in the pack, and I thought I should see you. The thing is, after the last
