*VICKY*

Present day…

I woke the next morning with a large cramp in my neck from sleeping curled up on the carpet. I sat up and rubbed my eyes, which were still tender, before trying to stretch my neck left and right to release pressure.

My eyes fell to the packages beside me: several bags were laid on the floor, some of their contents dripping out, and I felt even more disparity. The last thing I wanted to do right now was to serve wealthy socialites ...