NANNY PAULA'S POV
My chest felt heavy as I stood there, staring at the empty drawer.
What if Mrs Blake got a hold of it?
“s**t…” I whispered.
Every single secret was in that diary. Names. Dates. Things that were never meant to see the light of day. My hands trembled as panic settled deep in my bones.
Then I heard it.
A sound.
Downstairs.
My heart jumped so hard it hurt.
I was the only one at home.
I grabbed my phone and sent a distress message quickly to Diego before tucking the phone back in my pocket.
I swallowed hard and reached for my stiletto heels, gripping them like a weapon. I moved slowly, every step cautious, the silence of the house making my skin crawl. The staircase creaked softly beneath my feet, each sound too loud in my ears.
I reached the bottom and turned towa
