Chapter 23

Grace’s POV

His words were cold and hard, but I resolved it was better than deluding myself with the thought that he liked me. He was simply in love with the efficient and competent babysitter he found.

“Thank you, sir,” I said, adding the sarcastic barb to hurt him as much as I was hurting. “Does that mean I’m getting my job back soon?”

His eyes gleamed with a strange light, and then he muttered softly, “We will see about that.”

“Good night, Kelvin.” Without a second glance, I turned and hurried upstairs to my bedroom. Once I locked the door, I slipped to the floor and let the tears fall quietly down my cheeks.

“I love you, Kelvin. I love the kids, and I love their dad even more.” I muttered these words to the empty room, aware the man who needed to hear them was downstairs.

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I woke up the next day with a headache. I sat in bed, wondering how I was going to get through today. The kids were still in bed, and soon, they would be up