Chapter 168. A Monster

My adrenaline is rushing as I take Lady Asher's words in. "Have you forgotten your past? But not as a slave, but as an outcast?" The coldness of her talking begins to fade into the world where I was Agatha.

I was first submerged in familiar odors - the smell of old wood and the subtle smell of herbs from my father's house. I was busy bowing down to the floor doing my best to clean it, work as hard as I could just to get all the tasks assigned to me. My brothers and sisters giggled at me and teased me. They instructed me to clean the smears of food and muddy water on the parts that I just washed. Each thing they did to ruin the job I had just done made me to get angry but I refused to show it in my face. I wouldn't let them see that they were getting to me.

"Honestly, you should have just been a slave," one of my stepsisters grinned. "I hope you're born as one in your next one. Cleaning suits you."

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