章 55: chapter 55

RACHEL'S pov

My legs were feeling a little bit stiff, and I couldn't alight the car like everyone else -I guess it's because I've been sitting on the same spot for two hours.

Thankfully we've made it to the cemetery, else I don't think I'll be able to use my legs anymore.

"Come here, let me give you a hand" nanny Pamela said as she collected my handbag, though it's a small handbag.

"Is her grave far from here?" I asked, since Fatima stopped our car by the gate.

"No, it's just a stone throw" Fatima said, but I glared at her doubtfully.

I'll never believe a word she's gonna say until my baby's born, her words always gives me hypertension.

"Nanny, is it far from here?" I asked nanny Pamela instead.

"No" she answered, and Fatima gave me the 'I told ya' look, which I scoffed at. "That's her" nanny Pamela pointed at a grave about ten feet away.

"Oh" I smiled. "That's very close"