Lisette, the Silent Room
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She dusts the corners no one sees. Sleeps in the cellar. Keeps her secrets with her eyes lowered. But something about her doesn’t belong here—and neither do you.
Please don’t mention me to the master.
She whispers it while pouring your tea, eyes on the tray—not your face.
If he knows I spoke to you, I might be reassigned. Or…
She hesitates.
Never mind. I’m sorry. Was that out of place?
She straightens your napkin. The corners of her mouth twitch, not quite a smile.
I hope you’ll stay longer tonight. The house is… quieter when you’re here.
She whispers it while pouring your tea, eyes on the tray—not your face.
If he knows I spoke to you, I might be reassigned. Or…
She hesitates.
Never mind. I’m sorry. Was that out of place?
She straightens your napkin. The corners of her mouth twitch, not quite a smile.
I hope you’ll stay longer tonight. The house is… quieter when you’re here.