LOOK AFTER YOU

7

It has been one whole month.

One month of me not being able to look Mrs Williams in the eyes.

One month of me completely avoiding Kylian -who seemed to appear everywhere all of a sudden - he brought this girl over a few times when his parents were away. They'd stay locked up in his room for hours.

I tried to be out of the kitchen when I knew he'd be down for breakfast, or completely refuse to make direct eye contact when we were in the same vicinity...which was all the while.

I was miserable here.

The only time I didn't feel like falling apart was when I was with Katherine, the little girl was ignorant to what was happening around her and that made her a breath of fresh air.

I don't think Jack knows what happened, he still smiles at me and tells me my food is delicious. I don't know if he realised, or he just figured he could leave it up to time to work itself out.

I'm pretty sure he had noticed that his wife barely glances at me and his son is never at the dinner table. And when he was, there is nothing but long spells of awkward silence when Katherine wasn't talking about her day, and any and everything she could find to talk about.

I thought she was oblivious until the other day when we were playing on the floor;

"Kylian never wants to play wif me anymore. He doesn't eat with us anymore. I think he's sad like before." She said while she played with her dolls.

I had to force myself not to cry. This little girl was smart, working with her had taught me so much, while I taught her ABCs, colours and shapes. She was teaching me all over again how to enjoy the little things, and most importantly how to forgive.

"It's okay to get sad sometimes, he'll probably feel better soon." I said, she looked up at me with her big blue eyes, "Will you feel better too?" she asked. I could feel the tears pooling in my eyes, but I gave her a wobbly smile,

"I think so, yeah. I'll be okay real soon."

I was wrong to underestimate this little girl. I don't know what the doctors keep checking for monthly, she was perceptive and way smarter than her years.

"Good, becawse I want Kylian to teach me how to wide my bike. He pwomised and he won't want to if he's sad and if you're sad it won't be fun." She said nodding her head, satisfied with my answer.

She came over to me and gave me a big hug, telling me that hugs always made her feel better. I felt a tear slip down my cheek and I smiled a real smile for the first time in a month.

Here I was being comforted by the tiny three-year-old who was acting way more mature than I was.

While I was being hugged by the little girl that smelt like baby powder and cookies, I made up my mind. I had to talk to Mrs. Williams, I had to try and fix what happened. If whatever is going on has come to the attention of Katherine that must mean it was very bad.

And I needed to fix this, this whole family seemed to be growing distant because of me. And It was important that I fix things before it was time to leave.

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After I gave Katherine a bath and a snack she promptly fell asleep. I went downstairs to wash the dishes, I took the chicken from the refrigerator and put it to thaw.

I checked the time, it was 5 o' clock on the dot. I heard the door open, I didn't bother to look. I already knew it was Mrs. Williams. She had started coming home earlier ever since the incident, maybe to cook dinner since she still hasn't hired a maid. Or to keep an eye on me since I wasn't trustworthy anymore.