“We thought you might want to choose someone yourself,” Rachel continued. “Someone you feel comfortable with.”
I couldn’t speak. Tears filled my eyes and spilled over before I could stop them.
That Thanksgiving was the warmest, fullest holiday I’d experienced in years. Their home glowed with light and laughter. They treated me like family, like I belonged there. Their children played with Lily, showing her colorful toys, and making funny faces to coax out her first real smiles.
A few days later, Michael insisted again on hiring the nanny, and this time I accepted.

An older woman looking straight ahead | Source: Midjourney
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