MIKA
Holding the tray, I took a deep breath and forced a pleasant smile. It was essential that I stay calm and composed. With a gentle knock, I waited, imagining Megan’s clueless face when she saw the food. If all went as planned, no one would be any wiser.
The door opened, and Cindy stood there, looking at me with that usual serious expression. I kept my smile steady. “Terrie asked me to bring Megan her food,” I said, handing the tray to Cindy.
Megan looked over from the bed and smiled sweetly. “Thank you, Mika,” she said, her voice soft and appreciative.
I nodded, noting Jay standing nearby, watching me with those sharp eyes of his. There was something about his gaze that made me feel uneasy, but I couldn’t show it. “Terrie asked me to go back to the kitchen once I brought this to
