*Charlotte’s POV*

I woke up feeling more well-rested than ever before. I remembered the first day I was forced to work in that bar. I was still in a sleepy state when someone yanked me down from the small bed where I was sleeping. There was a loud thud inside the room when I fell down, and then before I could say a word, a broom and mop were thrown in front of me. It was an obvious sign that I needed to start my first day of work as their maid.

But today, as ...