Hannah wiped the gleaming wooden railing of the staircase with a quiet sigh.
She had worked for the Montgomery family in Dallas for nearly two whole years.
Her life was quiet and simple, defined by long hours and constant hard work.
Every morning began before sunrise in the cold kitchen downstairs.
She cleaned the massive white marble floors until they reflected the soft sunlight.
She prepared breakfast trays for Victoria, the proud woman who ruled the house.
Victoria was married to Ethan Montgomery, a successful and gentle real estate investor.
Ethan always treated the staff with kindness and respect whenever he was home.
Victoria, however, viewed everyone around her as lower than her standing.
She wore expensive silk gowns and walked through the mansion with sharp commands.
Hannah kept her head down and focused entirely on her daily duties.
She needed the job to pay for her elderly mother's rising medical bills.
Yet Hannah carried a secret that weighed heavily on her aching heart every single day.
Six months ago, Hannah had given birth to a beautiful infant girl named Lily.
Because she could not afford an apartment, Ethan had generously offered her a room upstairs.
He admired Hannah's strong work ethic and wanted to help her save money.
Victoria hated the arrangement from the very first day it was suggested.
She resented sharing her glamorous home with a working servant and a young child.
Victoria: You should be grateful we let that child stay under our roof.
Hannah: I am very grateful, ma'am, and I work hard every day.
Victoria: Hard work does not make you equal to this family, Hannah.
Hannah held back her tears and carefully folded the clean linen napkins.
She knew arguing with Victoria would only put her job in serious danger.
Ethan was away in New York taking care of an important family business deal.
Without his warm presence in the house, Victoria's cruelty grew worse every afternoon.
She ordered Hannah to clean the large balcony high above the main foyer.
Hannah carried her dusting cloths up the polished spiral stairs without complaint.
She could hear baby Lily cooing softly in her crib nearby in the nursery.
Victoria stood at the top of the balcony, holding a heavy folder of papers.
Her eyes were cold as she stared down at the hard marble floor far below.
Victoria: Your time in this house is coming to an end today, Hannah.
Hannah: Did I do something wrong with my work today, Mrs. Montgomery?
Victoria: You exist in my husband's sight, and that is wrong enough for me.
Hannah felt a sharp chill run down her spine as Victoria smiled cruelly.
She realized then that Victoria had spent weeks plotting to ruin her life.
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