Freya was eager to start her life as a newlywed, so she moved into her husband George’s family estate.

However, when Valerie, the maid, told Freya about George’s secret life, their vows were immediately broken.

Fresh off my wedding high, I moved into my husband’s family house, which seemed straight out of a fairy tale. It had high ceilings, arches, fountains, and flowers everywhere.

George had wanted me to move in and settle down before we went on our honeymoon in the South of France.

But not everything was as it appeared. From the start, Valerie, the maid, gave me a look that said, “You don’t belong here.” I tried to shake it off, but I was here to stay. Valerie was going to have to deal with it.

A few days after moving in, I decided to prepare breakfast for my new family. The house was massive, and George’s younger brother and sister still lived there, so I planned for a substantial spread.

Valerie stood in the kitchen with me, watching every motion I made while she washed the countertops. She made me nervous. When I leaned across the table to go for my phone to check up other egg recipes, it was not there.

“Have you seen my phone?” I asked Valerie, convinced that it was on the table in front of her.

Valerie shook her head, scarcely glancing my direction.

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