GILDA’S POV
I got to the main building and walked inside the house. The moment I stepped in, I knew something was wrong. They were all waiting for me. Their eyes followed my every movement, lingering, judging, whispering without words.
I met their gazes one after the other, forcing myself not to look away.
“When are you leaving?” one of the maids asked bluntly. “I’m sure he’s already asked you to go.”
I could see the smiles creeping onto their faces. They looked more than pleased, excited, even, at the thought of my departure.
“He hasn’t said anything like that,” I replied calmly, even though my chest felt tight.
“Are you sure?” another voice chimed in. “We all know Japheth doesn’t tolerate thieves. He can’t keep someone like you here. You must be lying.”
Jane stepped forward then,
