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Florian opened the email immediately and read it.
Hey Flo,
You’re probably busy running your family company and I honestly don’t know if this email will reach you. But I’m going to try because I have hope that you will see it.
It’s me, Tatiana (your nanny, remember?).
It seems like just yesterday when I told you goodbye, that rainy day so many years ago.
I was stupid.
I hated to leave you when I know you needed me, but I had to take care of myself, you know?
My mother died from cancer and I was spiritually lost.
Went to college, got my degree. I was a teacher for a few years (can you imagine me disciplining bratty seventh graders? Yeah, me either.)
I read in the paper that you’re doing non-profit work now.
That’s so hard for me to believe: you, the little blonde-headed boy th
