Bab 56: Shadows of doubt...

Miriam (Nanny)

It's been three days since Lyla left the house.

I sat at the coffee shop, staring at my phone, with a deep frown etched on my face. The Café was unusually quiet for a Saturday afternoon, making my thoughts louder. 

At first, I had been so angry, so pissed at the girl, blaming myself for spoiling her and always letting her have her way and I had promised myself that I wouldn't reach out, that when she was done with her tantrums, she would find her way home.

But I was wrong.

I had mustered the courage to call Xander the second day after she left home after going to school and was told that she hadn't shown up since the previous day. I found his number in one of Lyla's contact books and had called his line the entire day.