MILDRED

SHORTCOMINGS

My cheeks tinged pink each time I thought of how eager I was to please the handsome ruler.

Enid didn't want me. His actions said it all, the hate in his eyes, his coldness towards me, and how he never hesitated to hurt me made it plain our worlds ran on parallel lines.

I had effortlessly made a fool of myself. I flushed at how much I had desperately wanted to please him.But I understood better. A man of power like Enid was difficult to please especially by someone as inexperienced as me. He had been with more than a handful of experienced girls and that swelled his...