Chapter 54
Flora's POV
A week into my new life at Edenvale, my routine had already become a bitter reminder of my exile. I had no maids, no attendants, no familiar faces to cater to my needs. Each morning I ironed my own uniform, luckily I had over 19 spares in case of any damages. Each night I sorted my own clothes, the mundane chores grating against every nerve like a mockery of what I had left behind.
This evening, frustration clung to me as I folded my blouses with harsh, mechanical motions. My jaw was tight, my hands moving fast, almost punishing the fabric. The silence of the villa pressed in, suffocating.
I tossed a shirt onto the bed and glanced toward the window.
The full moon hung heavy and bright, its silver light spilling into my room. For a moment, I let my eyes rest on i
