Bianca returned to the company dormitory that day, feeling groggy all along.
The dormitory was shared by six girls, and Bianca bunked on the top, quite close to the dull yellow light bulb hanging from the ceiling.
She could see tiny insects sneaking in from the window, buzzing around the long-uncleaned lampshade.
Bianca recalled her life in the Smith family's villa, where she never encountered flying insects indoors.
There might be some in the garden, but the gardener hired by Oliver was professional.
He would spray special insect repellents, so even bees were rarely seen in spring.
She endured the hum of the insects, closed her eyes and curled her legs.
However, when she turned over, her foot hit a pile of clothes.
A rush of resentment filled Bianca's heart.
Her room in the past was bigger than the total size of three dormitory rooms here, and her walk-in closet was over ten square meters.
