La asistenta

Every day I scrub the Winchesters' beautiful house from top to bottom. I pick up her daughter from school and prepare delicious meals for the whole family before going upstairs to dinner alone in my tiny room upstairs. I try not to pay attention to Nina when she makes a mess just to see how I clean it up. To the strange lies he tells about her own daughter. To her husband, who seems more dejected every day. But when I look into Andrew's eyes, brown and lovely and full of pain, it's not hard to imagine what it would be like to live in Nina's shoes. The big dressing room, the luxury car, the perfect husband. Until one day I can't resist trying on one of her wonderful white dresses. I just want to know how she feels. But she soon finds out, and when I realize that the door to my room only closes from the outside, it's too late. Something comforts me: the Winchesters don't know who I really am.