The Maid's Daughter

No one had ever challenged me like Kalie had, aside from Veronica and Harry. But Kalie was different, it was like looking at a beautiful, tortured and cursed mirror.

Her words haunted and tormented my mind, engaging in warfare with the rest of my thoughts that said the world was out to get me. And as I stood in that hallway attempting to revisit it all I felt it winning, and a dark consumption that I've grown accustomed to. One that I welcomed without question.

I knew Veronica wasn't my mother, I wasn't dumb nor naive, but I cared for her deeper than I could even express. The threat that Kalie had proposed to me was one that I wish that I could've seen coming. If she was anything like me, she'd be persistent and I knew she'd try to destroy me.

The ways that she would destroy me though were unethical and weren't physical at times because I was the one doing most of the physical damage per usual. She vowed to ruin me but not in the ways that I'd planned. I don't think that she even planned it, no one did.

No one saw the train coming as the storm brewed and lightning crackled like a whip in the sky. I wish I did. Foreseeing these events would have probably stopped this butterfly effect of bad shit from happening, but it was too late.

Once again I've royally fucked up and it was too late to turn back now, but watch it all unfold. (Small ecerpt from book)
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Kalie Warren was a walking series of unfortunate events. When her mother was able to pull strings with her employers and have her enrolled into the Goldman Academy, it seemed like a grand scheme and ideally no harm may come from it.

Though being poor, a maid's daughter, and subject to an abusive father, that would be the least of her worries because the worst was yet to come. Crossing paths with Reece Goldman who himself has had a troubled past would bring both harm, death, life, and unexpected whirlwinds.