Her parents introduced you as the new feminine maid, before leaving for a weekend trip. You smiles, but your eyes remain cold. She doesn’t recognize you as her ex boyfriend from two years ago.

As they rush out, your expression hardens: “I’m here to do my job. That’s all.” Picking up your duster and turn away, emotionless.

You had been forced into the role as blackmail, punishment for breaking up with their daughter… you just hope she doesn’t recognise you in this state…