A eerie light set over her bed in Esmè's home. Count Olaf had kidnapped Violet. Her siblings were worried sick. Violet opened her eyes to see the clan at her door , taking pictures of her. The hook handed man said " She's a pretty one ... " . Omg , she thought , they are either stalkers or perves . Omg it's soo creepy. The glint of the book came in her room and she closed her eyes. " Girl , get up !" He yelled and she slowly stretched. She had only a raggedy dress covered in dirt and sweat. " Ok.." she grumbled.
Count Olaf's POV
She's going to give ME that FORTUNE ! He thought confidently. Whether she likes it or not. " Breakfast , laundry , clean , dust , lunch , nap , clean , dinner , you eat the leftovers , go to bed. " He told her her list like always . Violet sighed. She ate leftovers of each meal , if any was left , but often there wasn't . Her ribs were showing constantly and bags were under her eyes. She had many injuries and bruises. It was obvious that she was once loved but now she was abused and she doesn't know why. Olaf felt pity on her .