“I’m sorry,” she said, shifting the baby in her arms. “It’s been a long day.”
Those were the first words she ever spoke to me. Not hello. Not who are you. Just… an apology.
Her name was Elena.
She had no relatives around. No framed pictures hanging on the walls. No guests stopping by. No calls coming in. It was only her and the twins—Luca and Mira. They were just over a year old when I began working as their nanny.
