IF ANYTHING CAN BE GOOD 1: Be Strong

Betrayal

A/N: HAPPY NEW MONTH EVERYONE 😉♥️. This chapter is dedicated to the April celebrants.

I dashed like a cheetah that evening, leaving everyone wondering why. Upon entering the hall, I swiftly joined my colleagues without attracting notice.

Mid-meeting, the head of authorities produced something hilariously unexpected: a phone, prompting a silent scream in my mind.

As the phone circulated, Nani entered, engrossed in conversation with maids, seemingly forgetting about me.Surprisingly, no authority figure reprimanded her tardiness, nor did she take a seat. Her phone, superior to our Four X 12s, begged the question: had Nani become a maid? And if so, how?

The meeting concluded, but Nani lingered on my mind, now associating with other maids. I debated whether to confront her or opt for a casual wave.

Attempting the latter, Nani ignored me, prompting regret for my futile attempt.

Approaching her, I questioned innocently, "Nani, what's going on?"

In response, a maid dubbed her "Miss Nani, Princess Slave," a revelation both saddening and infuriating. Had Nani betrayed our trust by gossiping about me? It seemed so, painting her in a less than flattering light.Though the maid's insult stung, it merely affirmed my perceived status as a lowly servant, a sentiment I reluctantly accepted.

"Apologies, Miss Nani. I'll excuse myself," I murmured, retreating from their midst.

Later, at 9:00 PM, weary from the day's events, I returned to the slave quarters, foregoing a shower in favor of rest, my new phone forgotten amid exhaustion.

Goodnight, Lord.

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Nani's POV

Yawning, I reflected on the day's events, regretting my actions toward Alicia. Her beauty and charisma often left me feeling overshadowed, fueling my envy and subsequent betrayal.

"Do you realize you just broke her heart? You gossiped about all the secrets she entrusted to you because you were angry. I am disappointed in you, but I still love you," The Holy Spirit said with sadness in his melodious voice.

I broke down into tears. The only reason I did that is because she is so beautiful and always gets all the attention from people, boys, girls... Carl even called her the most beautiful woman in the world and addressed me as an angel. Angel! That's all he could call me. *Sobs*.

I think I have to apologize to her, my bestie, right? Lord, please help me.

"Lord, I am so sorry for my selfishness. I let my stupid anger and jealousy ruin my bestie's reputation. Lord, forgive me. Thank you for saying you love me, and I love you too. I will go to Alicia and talk to her," I said to God in my broken voice.

"I forgive you," He said happily.

I smiled at him and got up, took my usual long morning bath, and checked the time. It was 10:39 AM. Thank God I am not a slave anymore.

I wore a maid dress. There were different types of colored maid dresses but the same design. I chose an all-ash-colored gown, much more beautiful than the slave gown.

I put on my new black shoes, combed my curly short hair, tied it in a bun, and then went outside to do my duty. I have learned some rules of being a maid. I bumped into someone and almost fell, but being a sporty person, I balanced myself. I looked up from my new phone and wanted to apologize to the person I bumped into.

It was Miss Jessica and Alicia by her side. All the maids and slaves around gasped in terror, including Alicia. I looked at Miss Jessica with an apologetic face. It was like she woke up on the wrong side of the bed or even worse. So, God help me! She looked like a very angry mother bear whose cub was just eaten, so I literally fell on my knees to beg for mercy.