Raven's POV
I'm thrown into the midst of the other maids to work and of course they give me the harshest workload possible. My skin is still red with rashes all over it from whatever poison Liana used on me. The itching has stopped but the marks remain, angry welts covering my arms and neck. I try not to scratch them as I scrub dishes in the scalding hot water, try not to think about how I ended up back here in this nightmare.
I remember the day all of this started, the day everything went wrong. I had come back from school that afternoon, getting ready to meet my mother like I always did. I was hungry and famished because nobody in this house ever fed me properly. There was no need to pretend I was a normal member of the family because I wasn't. I was an outcast, discarded, treated like
