Georgia swept the hall, her stomach growling loudly, the ache a constant reminder of the dinner she wasn't allowed to attend. She glanced up just in time to see Serafina strolling past, heading toward the dining room.
"Don't look so miserable, Georgia," Serafina said with a mocking smile. "It's not my fault you weren't invited."
Georgia gritted her teeth as the hunger in her stomach intensified. "I wasn't invited because you made sure of it."
Serafina paused, turned, and laughed coldly. "Well, someone has to clean up after us. It's not like you have anything better to do."
Georgia tightened her grip on the broom, her voice barely audible. "You've taken everything from me, the food, the attention, the life I should've had."
Serafina's eyes gleamed with amusement. "You're ju
