It was at moments like this that I regretted my decision to live a life without having any friends.

I was bored.

I had been indoors for weeks, and I could not make friends with the maids.

Dad had taught me that you should never be close friends with the people who worked for you, but that didn’t mean you had to treat them badly. I knew many people would disagree, but it had made life efficient for me and Dad.

It had been almost a week since I had the dining argument with my husband, and we haven’t seen each other since then. I didn’t even know if he...