Chapter 57 Fifty-seven

• Carolina
• How many other nannies are here? Technically, I'm on the clock, but I feel as though I'm crossing about a million lines.
• My eyes rake the room, searching for someone else with a child. There are a few small children accompanying their parents to this gala, so that in and of itself isn't odd. But... my heart pounds uncomfortably as I realize that the women holding their hands are most likely their mothers.