NANNY PAULA'S POV
I clutched the little bag against my chest tightly as I slipped out through the back gate.
My heart hammered so loudly I feared it might give me away.
My breath came uneven, rough, shaky.
I kept glancing behind me every two seconds.
“Damn that i***t…” I hissed under my breath.
Ever since that phone call earlier, my whole body had been trembling.
His voice. His sneer. The way he said my name like a threat wrapped in a smile.
I felt sick remembering it.
A soft sound came from behind and I spun instantly, panic choking me….
But there was nothing there. Just shadows and silence.
I breathed out shakily.
For a moment, I was sure I had been caught.
Pulling the scarf tighter around myself, I hurried toward the lonely road behind the estate.
No streetlights.
No hous
