His Nanny Mate By Eve Above Story

Chapter 295

Chapter 295 Black Eyes & White Lies

Ella

The dim light of the restroom cast shadows that danced eerily across the ornate walls. I stood there, staring blankly at the face reflected back at me from the gilded mirror. The hushed. whispers of the escorts in the adjacent stalls echoed painfully in my mind, punctuated by the occasional muted giggle from the ballroom outside.

A world of stark contrasts. My heart thudded painfully, each beat. screaming a desperate question. What could I, Ella, do in a world of opulence, where beneath the surface, darkness thrived?

“Ella.” The soft, husky voice in my mind was familiar, comforting. Ema always seemed to speak up when I was in turmoil, a constant friend and source of reason. “These women… they need our help.

I closed my eyes, trying to still the tumultuous emotions raging within. “It’s not our world, Ema. Interfering might bring danger to us and them.”

We are

loud, my voice shaky. “If I

tell Logan. Perhaps he’ll have advice, or maybe he’ll act

Images of Logan’s tender touches and sweet words from earlier that night, memories of our dance in my living

that had been planted by the whispered tales

my voice barely audible. “What if he’s just playing a part, portraying

thing that unveiled his true nature? What if I ended up becoming another whispered tale among these women,

It was a reminder of the bond. we

predict the future, Ella. But if we stand by, do nothing, the weight of that

danger. Yes, there was uncertainty. But the idea of not acting, of letting another woman suffer without trying to help, felt like a

I’d talk to Logan. Regardless of the outcome, I had to try. Because the true danger wasn’t just in the world outside, it was in the battle raging within-the fight between fear and doing

reality I’d just witnessed within. As I stepped back out into the main area, the

okay?” I hesitated, wondering once more if I should share. But

in there. Escorts. One

running a hand through his dark hair. The fine lines on his face

crossing his features. “Some of these men only see them as objects, thinking their wealth and power

“They can’t just…. hurt these girls without consequences, Logan,” I countered, my voice shaking. Logan glanced around before leaning closer. “I’ll take care of it,” he promised,

Mafia bosses in this city. If anything, giving

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