The Nanny Affair

Chapter 39- Rosalie

I step out into the night and take in the cool breeze of this summer night. I fiddle with the keys before unlocking the truck and jumping in. I sit down and lay my head back on the seat. Closing my eyes for a moment, I take a deep breath, listening to the hum of the city. Jasper knocks on the door, I unlock it, and he jumps in. He goes to grab my hand, but I pull away.

"Rosie, what's wrong?" He gently asks me.

"I can't shake the feeling that you're the reason Cole found me. As if you had something to do with it." I tell him, holding back my tears.

"What the fuck? I would never do that to you." He cups my face, "Hey, look at me," My eyes lock on his. "I swear, I have nothing to do with him finding out where you are, but I will do everything I can to make sure he never comes near you again. That's a promise." A tear escapes as he speaks and I nod, a wave of relief washing over me as he assures me that I am safe.

"Will you be okay while I run back up and grab the rest of your things that we can salvage?" He asks me, concerned to leave me alone. I nod my head and when he gets out, I immediately lock all the doors.

Time passes, and I watch as the night clouds move in the sky, covering the full moon every so often. I can't help but be mesmerized by the beauty of this sight; the clouds seem to be dancing in a beautiful choreography, and I can't help but feel at peace when I take a moment to appreciate this. I'm jolted out of my thoughts as a knock on the window catches my attention, I look to see Jasper and unlock the doors. David and him throw everything in the bed of the truck and then finally jump in. Natty is already in the truck waiting for the men to finish up. Once all is said and done, I put the keys in the ignition. The truck comes alive with a roar, and I pull away, turning the corner and driving down the winding street heading back to our home.

When we get back to Jasper's house, I park the truck in the garage and turn the engine off. Before he gets out, I grab his arm. "Just give us a moment." I tell Natty and David. They nod and step out, grabbing what they can from the bed of the truck and head inside.

"Before you say anything, I need to ask you something," He looks at me. I nod and he proceeds to grab something from his back pocket.

"When I was grabbing your things, I found this," He shows me my passport and I feel a rush of anxiety wash over me.

He looks at me and curiosity covers his face.

"My name isn't Rosalie Lock. I lied." His eyes widen and I know he's taken aback, "I've been going by my middle name and a made up last name for the past three years, in hopes that I could disappear."

He looks at me, silence fills the vehicle as I feel his gaze pierce through me, as if he's trying to search for an answer to my silence. His piercing eyes seek an explanation for my lack of response, as I sit there quietly, unable to speak. I can feel my heart pounding in my chest, a million words are crossing through my mind, yet I am unable to find the right ones to say.

"My name is Sutton Rosalie Alvarez." I finally say something.

He bites his tongue as if he is holding back his anger. He steps out of the truck and heads inside. I jump out and follow.

"Jasper, wait." I shout behind him.

He stops, and his eyes turn cold. "You lied to me."

"I had to," I tell him.

"No, you didn't. I'm the one person you could have told." He starts to walk away but pauses and steps toward me again. "I welcomed you into my home and into the lives of my children." He runs his hands through his hair. "I let you into my heart, all based on a fucking lie." He shouts.

His words echo in my mind as the tears stream down my face. I see the pain in his face as I tell him the truth about my name. I hurt him with this lie that I had been keeping hidden for so long.

"I need a minute." He says as he grabs the keys from my hands and walks out.

I take a seat on the couch next to Natasha, and a look of concern crosses her face. "You never told him, did you?"

I shake my head no, I didn't think I would ever have too. I never thought I would fall in love with him. I feel the tears welling up in my eyes as I think back to all the times I'd been too scared to open up to him, it's just a name, but yet he fell for Rosie Lock and not Sutton Alvarez.

It feels like hours have passed. I've tried calling him over and over again, but he doesn't answer. I look at David and ask,

"Do you have any idea where he would have gone?"

He nods and tells us to follow him. We head to the Rover and jump in, David starts the engine as I lay my head against the window. He drives down the road with purpose, turning down roads I've never seen before. He pulls up to a small alley, stopping in front of a tall building in a very questionable neighbourhood. It's not the kind of place one would expect to be invited to, but here we are.

"This is where we grew up," David says as he turns off the car and points down the alley. "If anything, he is down there."

I take a deep breath and get out, preparing for what I am about to see.