Violet POV

It was a beautiful summer afternoon and I was relaxing near the pool with a book in my hand. Dave was swimming under the watchful eye of his new nanny, Zal. 

“Here you go!” Dave shouted as he splashed water over her. 

I chuckled and shook my head as I looked at her. Zal was Niti’s older sister. After Niti, Dave was extremely depressed. The child had seen so much trauma in his five years that it was enough for a lifetime. When I was selecting a new nanny ...