~Margaret~I watched Eva walk out with Eleanor slumped over her like a limp ragdoll, and rage grounded against my teeth. Who the hell does she think she is?Eva this, Eva that. Every single person in this house was always running around after her like she was controlling them with a remote, and I was standing right there, doing everything right, being everything I was supposed to be, and nobody even glanced my way. It was humiliating. I spun around and started walking because I needed to move or I was going to scream, and my feet carried me down the hall and straight into the kitchen without me even planning it.The place reeked of a warm and herby-sweet, and I scrunched my nose, already over it.The Omega maid, a tiny little thing with her hair pinned up and her head down, was standing at the counter stirring something in a pot, and she was being so careful about it. “What is that?” I asked, and I walked right up beside her because I owned every room I walked into and I wasn’t go
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