“My wife… she means well,” he said. “But she gets carried away. The girls need their mother more than they need help.”
Laura looked confused.
“I’m here so she can work,” she replied gently.
Liam smiled again.
“Of course. But sometimes what people want isn’t what’s best for their family.”
He stepped closer.
“If you truly care about my daughters… you’ll step away.”
I stopped breathing.
He wasn’t yelling.
He wasn’t threatening.
He was… dismantling me.
Calmly. Carefully.
Making me sound absent. Unstable. Unnecessary.
And he had done it before.
To every single nanny.
I grabbed my bag and ran out of the office.
