Framed By My Maid

dungeon walls, and the raw, blinding pain as Davi

hoing in the small cell, as he snarled, "She kill

y, my personal maid, had manipulated him, orchest

f rot and forgotten names,

opened

gown; it was my wedding day, and my fiancé was David,

cause standing right there, about t

g pain of my past life wer

the very day my destruction

ith David. In the garden conservatory. She was... holding onto

he exact same betrayal, the same

s the villain, the j

y my part. I would walk off th