Gabrielle's POV
The next two weeks were an absolute masterclass in sheer human endurance.
Every morning, I woke up at 4:30 AM in the freezing, windowless staff room. Before I even put on my stiff black-and-white uniform, I spent ten agonizing minutes dry-heaving into the small metal trash can.
The morning sickness was completely ruthless, but I could not make a single sound. If the other staff members heard me, the rumors would immediately reach Bianca, and my secret would be violently ripped away.
My new life was governed by an exhausting, humiliating routine designed specifically to break my spirit.
Bianca demanded the marble floors of the grand foyer be scrubbed entirely by hand before 7:00 AM. I was forced to clean the bedroom I used to share with Charlie, making their massive
