Chapter 1 - THE GOLDEN CAGE
The white marble floor of the bathroom was cool beneath barefoot toes.
A harsh yellow light reflected off the polished vanity, illuminating every sharp line of the space.
Seven-year-old Clara stood with her back pressed against the cold porcelain tiles.
Her light purple dress was rumpled at the hem.
Her cheeks were wet, streaks of tears catching the harsh overhead light.
In front of her, Victoria leaned close.
Her black silk robe with pink piping swished against the floorboards.
Her silver earrings swung gently, catching the glare.
In her right hand, Victoria held a simple white plastic lighter.
A small blue flame flickered near Clara's open, gasping mouth.
Victoria’s lips curved into a cruel, silent smile.
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Behind her, Maria, the young maid in her grey uniform, pressed both hands tightly over her mouth.
She didn't dare make a sound.
