Nonna Anita's POV
My heart pounded hard against my chest as I quickly entered my room and locked the door behind me. I can't believe that Maria could say such hurtful things. I feel like I'm nothing.
"Anita! Please open up for me." Charles hit against the door hard. He followed me right after I heard everything but I made sure to not stop until I reached my room.
I remained silent hoping that he'd leave. Truly I'm nothing but a maid with no education or good family background. I don't deserve him.
"Please, open up for me. I will get the spare keys and open up if you don't." His voice was stern and promising.
"Just leave, Sir. I don't want any problems. Please, I don't even know why I'm behaving like this."
"Open up, Anita. This is the last warning."
I stayed silent and still didn't open up. I'm pretty sure he wouldn't be able to figure out which key would belong to the door. I gave him some minutes and didn't hear anything again. I took a deep breath and laid against my bed.
