Chapter 61 - spilt it out
61
~Lisa’s POV
"Lisa," the head maid, Matilda, called. "Sweep the main hallway and mop it twice. The Alpha’s guests are arriving later today. I don’t want any dust."
"Yes, ma," I replied quickly, taking the broom.
I got to work, my hands already aching even though I’d just started. I didn’t complain. Complaining only brought more chores, or worse, punishment.
A few hours passed. The sun had climbed high, shining through the big windows. My back hurt. My arms felt like jelly. I wiped my forehead with my sleeve and moved on to the next section of the hallway.
That was when I heard soft footsteps. When I looked up, Cecilia was standing there.
"Lisa," she said gently, holding a tray. "I brought you something."
I blinked. "For me?"
She smiled. "Yes. You’ve been working hard. You look tired. And I promised to get you something nice this morning,"
She walked closer, and my mouth watered as the smell hit me. Freshly baked bread, grilled fish, rice with thick sauce, and cold orange juice on the side. My eyes widened.
"I... I don’t know what to say," I stammered.