Kimberly P. O. V
Victoria took me up the stairs to my assigned room. I did not clean myself for more than a week and looking at the people around me, the way they were watching my every movement, I felt like I was an insect under lens. A few maids were following us behind.
Reaching to the first floor we turned to the left and down another hallway. We came to a stop before a door. Victoria turned the knob and pushed open the door. We entered the dark room only light was there was a small ray of light peering through the closed curtains of the window. The room did not seem to be open for more than a decade.
"Clean the room for our guests and draw a bath for her"Victoria ordered the maids.The maids bowed and left the room .
I looked around the room. The walls were creamy peach color, with a king size Californian style bed , a coffee table, couch , dresser,there were other two doors, one for the closet and another washroom.