He Thought He Could Humiliate Me Until My Uniform Changed Everything

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By the end of the first week, he had established rules for me. No laptop at dinner. No coffee cups outside the kitchen. No sleeping past seven. No phone at the table. No closed guest room door during the day unless I was changing.

That last one made my mother glance at me with something sharp in her eyes.

“No,” I said.

Richard blinked. “Excuse me?continue reading …