Wynter’s Pov
I spend most of Sunday tucked away in my room, Connor, seeming less than thrilled to have me around him when I try to interact with his kid. The introverted man, stiffening up each time I appear before finding an excuse to whisk himself and Grace away from me.
I’ve only been here twenty four hours, and I’m already getting frustrated with the situation. I’m not sure how this is going to work, I’m supposed to take care of Grace, that’s why he hired me, but the man never seems to put her down and is in her room the second she so much as snuffles in her sleep, leaving me feeling like a spare prick at a wedding but I don’t know how to broach the subject, I mean, the man lost his wife! It seems logical that he would want to hold tightly to the only piece of her he has left.
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