BELLA'S POV

My eyes scanned the entire floor carefully as I moved the mop back and forth, making sure I didn’t miss any dirty spots. I went over the same area twice just to be sure. No one needed to warn me about the consequences of messing up. I already knew. If I did anything wrong, Anna would not hesitate to kick me out.

And I couldn’t afford that.

Part of my attention stayed on the floor, but another part of my eyes kept drifting toward her desk every now and then. Anna sat there, calm and composed, flipping through documents as if my presence in the room meant absolutely...