161 The promise…

Lyla

When I arrived at my room, the warm scent of lavender greeted me. Nanny was there,

smoothing the wrinkles from my bedspread. The windows and curtains were open to let in light. and a cool breeze. The entire room looked sparkling and brand new.

She looked up as I entered, her face lighting up with a smile.

“Done with training already?” she asked surprisingly gently.

I blinked. I expected her to scold me for going to train barely hours after recovering.

“Yes,” I nodded, staring at her cautiously.

“Good!” she nodded and returned to her task, humming softly to herself.

I stood there for a few minutes, hoping she would snap at me, but she didn’t. She must have noticed I was still there because she looked up again.

“Did you want something?” she asked.

“No,” I shook my head. “The maids would have cleaned the room. You’re at that age when you shouldn’t be bending so much.”

“That’s a wonderful way to say thank you, she murmured without looking at me. “I raised you

well.”

“That’s not what I mean, Nan,” I sighed. “I feel so bad that you’re cleaning my

room. I can do that.”

*I’ve always cleaned your room whenever you recover from an illness and back when we still lived together. It’s something I enjoy doing – taking care of you!”

“I’m 23. You don’t have to do that anymore.”

“Why?” she paused, straightening. “Because you’re still the messiest 23–year–old I know. I saw dirty clothes under your bed and unspread laundry in your bathroom. Not to talk of your clothes. are not properly arranged in your wardrobe. Who knows, that might have caused the illness.”

“Nan!” I laughed despite myself. “You sound like my mother.”

she was fluffing my pillows now.

say anything about me, training? I know you’re angry. You should scold me now

her fluffing. “I wish I were y, but I’m not. I’ve realized that I spend half my energy running after you, begging you to eat healthy, asking you to document your heat so your pheromones don’t take you unawares, arguing with you about your choices… but you don’t listen. I’m going to

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half my energy running after you, begging you to eat healthy, asking you to document your heat so your pheromones don’t take you unawares, arguing with you about your choices… but you don’t listen. I’m going to let you do whatever you want to do. Be my guest if you want to train

was

crossed the room to where she was and hugged her from behind, wrapping

her waist.

training, and Gamma Theo was worried that you might beat him, so he

didn’t miss the sadness in her eyes. “Have you thought about going back to our

soothing scent calmed my nerves. “That’s what I thought, but these days, I’m beginning to feel like I

any plans of leaving?” she interrupted me, turning to face me and causing me to take a step back.

please, not

Nathan…”

I told you. I’ve decided to take on the

first for once, Lyla,” she interrupted me again before returning to her task. “Maybe you’d see that you’re

ant us to

time she had brought this up, and I didn’t want fight. Something was clearly wrong

said

the room and dried my hair with a towel. Nanny was still there. She sat at the edge of my bed, her expression blank as she stared into nothing.

with things like that. So, I cleaned

gift box on the table

is that?” I

a few weeks before your birthday.

at her.

and gasped with

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her eyes. “They reminded me of you from when you were a baby. You were so beautiful… even

Nanny so sad. “I love it. Can you put them

noticed that she was trying so hard to control the tears now. I watched as she clasped the necklace around my neck.

edge of the vanity, the room swimming for a moment before clearing. When I looked up. I caught Nanny’s reflection in the

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