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After talking to Stefaan in the backyard in the morning, I stepped inside to find Martha rushing to the kitchen. I stared at her for a couple of seconds because there was something about her that was putting me off. As I started to climb upstairs, I heard whispers in the living room.
I stopped for a moment and listened to them. It was the staff.
"I know, Mr Deviller feels like a creep. I don't like how he looks at Mis Hermanson. It's as if he wants to devour her," Whispered one of the staff.
"I agree. Last night when I went upstairs to check on Mis Hermanson, he was there. The way he looked at me... it was as if he was the devil himself," I heard Martha speak. I clenched my jaw as I heard them talk s**t about me.
I didn't wait to hear the rest of the thing. I just went upstairs
