Meera

"Oh, God—" I swiped the mop across the glass-like floor, making it shine with my hard work as a maid. The work my husband assigned to me.

It has been three weeks since I became the only maid in this house. I do everything—from cleaning to cooking, from laundry to dishes. I spend my entire day working.

And at night, I wait for my husband so we can have dinner together, but just like every other day, he never comes. I eat alone.

Today won't be any different. A small smile broke onto my lips as I remembered the one thing I do in my solace.

I quickly completed...