Nora's POV

I sighed, realizing that was my fifth one in the last two minutes, hating how fast my heart beat.

If I could avoid going where I was headed, I would gladly pay any sum to do that.

I heard a subtle knock on my bedroom door before Jane poked her head in. She rushed to my side, dropping in haste the tray she brought in, and gasped as she fussed over me like the mother hen she had turned herself to be. She would be a bad nanny to my child even though she would definitely argue that ...