ELENA'S POV

The home nurse arrived at exactly an hour later, where my feet restlessly tapped against the floor on a thin line of impatience.

“Sorry I'm late Miss Carson”, her remorseful tone came through, while I turned my head for a quick assessment.

She was a young girl, who looked like she was probably in her early twenties. My stern gaze scanned her thoroughly, before fully welcoming her in.

After a round of treatment with my eyes not missing a single movement, then I finally felt safe with leaving the sleeping Ria in her hands.

Still uncomfortable with the idea of a stranger in my house, I had no...