Jane.

I begin doing my work, and he pulls my hand.

“Are you not the one I’m talking to?” he asks. “Why are you not replying?” I behave like a deaf woman.

“Are you deaf? Can’t you hear that I’m talking to you?” he says. I play dumb and deaf. I refuse to look into his eyes.

“Keep on playing deaf or not hearing me, bitch. I understand your frustration,” he utters before letting me go. “I won’t disturb you. Keep working, maid.”

He leaves the room. I quickly do my work and leave his room. What a bad day, Jane.

“Jane, where have you been?” June asks me. “I...