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Sally stepped inside the bathroom carrying a towel and some clothes. I believed Sally was one of the nicer maids. She didn’t seem like an emotionless doll, like the rest of the staff, and I always liked that about her.
After the bath, Sally helped me dress up. I couldn’t stand up without support, so I couldn’t be embarrassed about being naked in front of her. She dried my hair and even combed it for me.
When I glanced into the mirror, I seemed to look fine, but a lot of changes had happened between the naïve Millie who’djoined the employment a few weeks ago and the Millie now who’d endured mental and physical pain.
What I’d learned until now is to trust no one, and surely not the ones that seemed “normal.”
I was on my own.
I noticed Sally was wearing a similar ankle bracelet, which made me wonder if she’d endured the same hell or if she’d accepted her faith and remained silent.
“Sally, how long have you been working for the Montgomerys?”
“Five years.” She replied.
“Do you like it here?”
I didn’t want to ask her questions and get into trouble.
Her dark eyes met mine in the mirror. “Yes, and besides, Mr. Montgomery made sure my mother is getting proper treatment in one of the best hospitals in the country. That’s all that matters to me.”
I had no doubt she was talking about Devin. They used people’s weakness to bind them to this place, and if that didn’t work, they used any force necessary.
“I see. Was Castle dating anyone before his memory loss?”
“Yes, he dated someone for a while.” She paused, “but they broke up a few months before the accident.”
A wave of relief washed over me, knowing he was single. It was strange. I mean, why should I even care about things like that when I was only his caregiver? I didn’t feel comfortable asking Sally questions about their family background. She could tell Devin and Dayana everything we just talked about, and then they would make my life miserable again.
“You’re really pretty.” She commented without a hint of a smile on her face, and I wondered if it was even a compliment.
“Thanks.”
Castle walked into the bathroom a while later and carried me to his bed. I landed on my back on the fluffy pillows, feeling confused as hell.
Why was I being put in Castle’s bed? Sally didn’t seem fazed by what he’d done.
With a straight face she said, “If you don’t need me for anything else, sir, I’ll be going to bed.”
He dismissed her with one look. She bowed and left the room.
I sat upright and straightened the flimsy see-through nightgown. You didn’t have to squint to notice the pink lacy bra and the panties underneath. I didn’t know why Sally had chosen this one out of so many other nightgowns, as if this was some kind of honeymoon.
I didn’t miss the heated look in Castle’s eyes as his gaze moved from the bottom and slowly scanned to the top and his hands curled into a fist. He might have lost his memory, but he was still a grown man with a healthy, able body. Naturally, he experienced urges a normal man would.
I crawled to the headboard, scared of what was to come next. “Castle, please take me to my room.” I pleaded, snatching the comforter to cover myself.
He pulled his t-shirt over his head and tossed it onto the floor, never taking his eyes off me. His chest was broad, sporting eight-pack abs with a lean waist, a body of a Greek god, and a face that depicted innocence, although I couldn’t say his thoughts were entirely pure. He unzipped his pants and let it fall, which left him standing with only a pair of boxer shorts on.
“Castle…” I said more firmly, “Do you understand what I’m saying?” I tried to say each word slowly and clearly. “Take. Me. To. My. Room.”
He climbed into bed, and I scooted farther away. I was shaking by the time his gigantic body slipped into the same comforter that I’d taken.
I had flashbacks of when I used to live with my uncle, and I couldn’t believe that the same would happen to me right now. Castle could pin me down with just one arm and do with me as he pleased. I wouldn’t even be able to move. No one would come to rescue me.
He leaned towards me and I shook my head, “Castle, no.”
He gave me a perplexed look before reaching around me and turning off the bedside table lamp.