Emma's POV

I sat at the kitchen table, checking my watch which showed 8 am. I felt a little rushed, so I immediately picked up the phone and looked for Reyna's number in my contacts. With fingers shaking slightly with anxiety, I pressed the call button and waited for the ringtone to ring.

After a few seconds, Reyna’s voice came through the phone. “Hello, Emma. What’s up?”

“Hello, Reyna,” I said, trying to sound calm even though I was feeling a little anxious. “I’m sorry to interrupt you so early in the morning. I just wanted to make sure you were available to babysit today.”

“Oh, sure. No problem,” Reyna...