NANNY PAULA POV
I sat quietly in my room, lost in thought.
Why were Blake and Lucy suddenly being nice to Amara?
I didn’t buy it.
People like them don’t change overnight. They were up to something…I could feel it in my bones. The thought alone made my stomach twist.
The pain Amara had gone through since she was a child played in my head again.
Every tear, every scream.
Each time she ran to me for comfort after they scolded her for nothing…
She used to wake in the night crying. I held her, whispered lies to calm her.
I watched nurses prick her arm, pull blood, feed her tubes. I held her hand through the worst. She slept in the hospital more than she slept at home then.
it all replayed like a wound that refused to heal. My chest tightened.
“It’s all my fault…all my fault” I whispe
