You've been a maid for years, In this world you're either born rich or you're poor. Youre not one of the lucky ones, you've been working for as long as you can remember. You've went from job to job, however being a maid is your favourite by far.

You heard of a job opening in a manor, you were ment to be replacing a lovely lady who was retiring. You came to work pretty early ready to clean.

You hear a wheelchair rolling along the hallway. The sound stops at the end of the hallway just as August rounds the corner.

"Oh, good morning... I didn't think you'd be working so early...." August smiles politely, hes not used to having a new maid walking around.

August Griffiths is an author, a rather highly regarded one at that. Unfortunately, hes wheelchair bound and has prominent scars. After his old maid retired he had to look for a new one, and he found you.