âWhat are you doing here?â I asked, startled.
Andrew offered a sheepish smile.
âIâm sorry, I couldnât help but overhear your conversation.
You seem resolved, and I wonât persuade you to stay.
However, itâs late and not safe to venture out alone.
May I offer you a ride, as a friend?â
I hesitated, unsure if it was appropriate to accept.
Just then, Nora emerged and said, âThis is my fault.
I lost track of time and kept you here too long.
But itâs truly unsafe for you to leave alone at this hour.
â
With that, she gently tugged at my sleeve.
Understanding her concern and acknowledging the danger myself, I nodded and accepted Andrewâs offer to drive me.
Noraâs POV:
When I discovered Caleb was Debraâs mate and he was at the manor with her, my heart sank.
Repeatedly, I nearly lost my cool around Abby, but every time I caught sight of her bright eyes gazing up at me, I held back.
Abby was undeniably adorable, as innocent and endearing as an angel.
I cherished my role as her nanny too much to let my emotions spill over and harm her, even indirectly.
Yet, a part of me burned with the desire to avenge my parents.
I planned to use Debraâs influence over Andrew to exact my revenge.
But with Debra potentially leaving with Caleb, my plans were at risk.
I couldnât possibly take on such a vendetta alone.
My only option was to ensure Debra stayed with Andrew, thereby gaining his sympathy.
I hoped that through Abby and Debra, Andrew might notice and pity me-a lowly, mixed-blood witch.
This, I believed, would expose Veronicaâs cruelty and tyranny, giving Andrew the justification he needed to dethrone her openly.
I was well aware of Andrewâs frustration with Shirley, which had strained his relationship with Veronica.
A small spark could push them to a breaking point, and Debra could be that spark.
For the sake of my deceased parents and the loved ones Iâd lost to brutality, I had to manipulate Debra.
She was essential to my plan.
She had to remain with Andrew.
So, when she mentioned moving out, though it angered me, I still wanted to create opportunities for Andrew to woo Debra.
While Debra played with Abby, I discreetly pulled out my phone and texted Andrew.
I informed him of Debraâs intentions to leave, urging him to hurry over.
As I anticipated, Andrew arrived promptly.
Yet, for reasons unknown, he lingered outside the door without entering.
I had hoped Andrew would convince her to remain at the manor.
Regrettably, he didnât broach the subject until she encountered him outside.
Frustrated and disappointed, I felt Andrew lacked courage when facing the one he admired.