#Chapter81

Phoebe Point of View

One month... 

One month, thirty days of time has proved me wrong to think bad about Mrs. Clara. I thought she has some hidden agenda to take me in. I thought she was just like everyone else but the way she was all these days reassured me a little about her. 

The day I woke up in the unfamiliar room and had conversation with Mrs. Clara, I was forced to eat and take medicines by Mrs. Jones. 

Two days of forced rest, I was ordered by Mrs. Clara, who I came to know as the lady of the mansion I was, to learn few basic...