Millicent's POV
I was sobbing in my room, not really understanding my feelings. I was angry that Sylvester had tried to molest me sexually. How could he do that? Maybe I shouldn't be shocked, he still saw me as the maid he could treat as he so deemed fit, including relieving his s****l tension in even if she was unwilling. After all, he had tried this in the past, but for the timely intervention of Cathania.
I was also furious with myself for feeling for a moment there, a stab of desire for Sylvester when I should have been furious with him for touching me without my consent.
I felt like I had betrayed Christopher, my love but at the same time grateful that he had come at the time that he did. Who knows what would have happened if he hadn't. I would have tried to fight him off, but wha
