I don't understand. I was the first to enter the house, but now she is the one calling the shots.
From the time I traveled through a very vulgar time, to accepting my skin that was neither ugly nor beautiful, to my parents buying me to a human trafficker in order to make my younger brother's life more comfortable, to working as a maid in this nice mansion, I never complained, but her appearance made me want to live a calmer life that started to take twists and turns.