Chapter 753
- The girl staring back looked older, the light in her eyes replaced by a hard, flickering survival instinct.
- "I need to leave," Millicent said, turning back to Martha. "I can't stay here until the baby... until it's too late."
- "You need money," Martha said, standing up and smoothing her own uniform. "And you need a plan. For now, you go upstairs. You serve breakfast. You smile at the children. And you wait."