La asistenta

Every day I scrub the Winchesters' beautiful house from top to bottom. I pick up their daughter from school and prepare delicious meals for the whole family before going upstairs to eat dinner alone in my tiny bedroom. I try not to pay attention to Nina when she makes a mess just to watch me clean it up. To the strange lies she tells about her own daughter. To her husband, who seems more despondent every day. But when I look into Andrew's eyes—brown, charming, and full of pain—it's not hard to imagine what it must be like to live in Nina's shoes. The large walk-in closet, the luxury car, the perfect husband. Until one day I can't resist trying on one of her marvelous white dresses. I just want to know what it feels like. But she soon finds out, and by the time I realize my bedroom door only locks from the outside, it's too late.