NINA'S POV
I let out a shaky breath of relief the moment we stepped out of the house and escaped Mom’s suspicious eyes. The cold evening air slapped my cheeks, grounding me. I turned around to check on Nanny Paula and the stupid woman was shaking like a leaf.
A slow, irritated smirk crept onto my lips.
“For God’s sake, will you put yourself together?” I hissed, rolling my eyes hard enough to hurt.
“Nina… what we’re about to do is dangerous,” she whispered, voice trembling. “Let’s… let’s just pay him and leave. Please.”
I stopped walking abruptly. She almost bumped into me.
Then I turned around and took one slow step toward her…letting her feel every ounce of my rising anger.
“What do you want?” I snapped, voice sharp. “For him to expose us? For you to rot in jail while I rot in pove
