NINA MEYERS
I did not know what I was thinking when I agreed to work for Zesa. I guess I thought she wouldn’t do what her eyes said because of my condition. I was wrong. Very wrong. I might have seen her as a woman with a kind heart who wouldn’t treat a pregnant woman harshly, but the few days I’d spent in their home told me otherwise. I’d only learned that she had two sides. She could be a woman like an angel and she could be the devil.
I stood in front of the washing machine in the laundry room, putting in the clothes she gave me to wash. Most of them were clean, by the way. As I put them in, I heard her footsteps from behind me. It could only be her because Levi was not home. He’d left in the early hours of the morning for an important meeting. I’d heard them discussing. He left the m
