n it, the old woman barked, "Rachel, get the young lady to her room.

simple, yet Catherine never showed her an ounce of respect. They hurriedly carried me toward the

The servants froz

hurt herself? My baby, the doctor's coming, don't

the mirror!" I y

ts quickly

e's. But where was Catherine? I looked down at my body

lothes, sometimes even the cast-offs Ca

the moment before I was carried in, when I jumpe

by her hair. We stared at each other.

"You're Beata! The girl we took in! If it weren't

ne's body. Our

"Get her to the bed. Take care of her. Heal

nd to Catherine-I was pitying the body I

her marrow to live," Catherine's sickening father

I dared glimpse inside, and they beat me half

r. My body hurts... I can't

reverence. "Thank you," I said,

ong, Rachel

mind. Rest, Miss. Call

g, I'll message Mrs. Smith

?" Rachel's

f referring to Pearl. But now, I was Cat

ected myself. "I must have lost my me

e!" A servant call

's mother hovered, fretting. "Make sure you check her h

verything they did to

me questions, and

ght arm fracture, nothing else seemed wrong. The

, "No one has asked

one? Go to her immediately. There

up back in my

way," Catherine's tw

e would be me. Her parents would be mine,