Chapter 54Flora's POV

A week into my new life at Edenvale, my routine had already become a bitter reminder of my exile. I had no maids, no attendants, no familiar faces to cater to my needs. Each morning I ironed my own uniform, luckily I had over 19 spares in case of any damages. Each night I sorted my own clothes, the mundane chores grating against every nerve like a mockery of what I had left behind.

This evening, frustration clung to me as I folded my blouses with harsh, mechanical ...