—Mabel—

My hands trembled as I put on my earrings.

Done, I also reached for my necklace on the dresser and draped it around my neck as Mrs. Chukwuemeka adjusted my zipper.

“Are you sure about this?” she asked.

I nodded. “This is what I want.”

“What about Alec? What if he finds out?”

“It can only be this way. I hope he understands,” I murmured as I stared at my reflection in the mirror, then shifted my stare to the kids' nanny standing behind me.

I drew a deep breath and ...