Faith
The morning after our conversation in the library, the energy in Sutton Manor felt different. The tension between Nicholas and me hadn't disappeared completely, but the sharp, icy edge was gone. When he looked at me, there was no longer cold suspicion in his dark eyes—only a quiet, intense focus that made my heart beat a little faster than it should.
At nine o'clock, Mrs. Hayes escorted a soft-spoken woman into the morning room.
"Faith, this is Miss Gable," Mrs. Hayes introduced gently. "She is Noah’s primary kindergarten teacher from St. Jude’s Academy."
Miss Gable gave me a polite, warm smile, holding a thick leather folder against her chest. "It’s wonderful to meet you, Miss Porter. Mr. Sutton informed me that you are Noah’s companion."
"It's nice to meet you too," I replied,
