Chapter 17: Chef Koko
Kathleen’s P.O.V
Hayley and I were done touring the magnificent structure that her father had built, and I was still standing at the end of the hallway, gazing at the many rooms I just walked out of. The Dalton Mansion was worth every hype it got, it was every inch as beautiful as people said it was, even though I highly doubted any of them actually got to see the inside like I just had the opportunity to.
"Uhm," Hayley muttered in a soft tone, which I hadn't really noticed at first, but then I saw her looking up at me with large eyes and instantly knew that she wanted my attention.
"Yes, Hayley. What's the matter?" I asked, wondering how long I had kept her waiting like this. I felt instant regret at not paying better attention to her needs. “Do you want something?”
I had no idea what she wanted or needed me to do. Till
Chapter 18: Unexpected DisagreementsKathleen’s P.O.VI walked into Hayley's room, noiselessly tiptoeing to the bed where she lay."Hayley, dear..." I said, stretching to get a close look at her. She was indeed asleep with a golden hair sprawled around her head like a halo and her large lashes casting delicate shadows on her cheeks. I placed her lunch on the table next to her bed and sat next to her soundlessly, looking down at her sleep like an angel. I wasn't sure if waking her up was the right decision at the moment, since she had been walking with me the whole day on her tiny feet. So I chose to just sit there and look at her, thinking about the most random and awkward things happening in my life at the moment.However, as time went by, I began to worry about her since it was almost two in the afternoon and she was yet to have lunch. Although it was important for her to eat, I was scared that she would wake up in a bad mood if I woke her up from the very deep sleep that she drift
Chapter 19: AttachmentKathleen’s P.O.VI was surprised by the sudden outburst that came as a response to my question, particularly because I meant no harm.An eerie silence descended in the room as we stated at each other, neither one of us spoke as I bowed my head, wondering what it was that I did so wrong that he chose to snap at me like that. He didn't seem remorseful, although judging from his gestures; I could see that he might feel bad for snapping at me."I..." I swallowed my pride and decided to do the right thing for Hayley. If it wasn’t for his little girl, then I would’ve quit and left already, but if I did leave, Hayley would be upset and I realized that I didn’t want to see her sad. "I'm sorry for overstepping my boundaries."I didn't want to lose the job that promised to pay off
Chapter 20: Intrusive questionsKathleen’s P.O.VI tucked her into the soft, cozy bed. I then dimmed the lights before sitting by her bed and reading her bedtime story from my phone.I wasn’t used to searching bedtime stories and didn’t really have an idea of what kids would like, so I chose the first story that came up on the internet, not really focusing on what it was about, but in the end, it did turn out to be an interesting story about friendship, as explained by two cute bunnies."Did you enjoy the story?" I asked when I saw how drowsy Hayley looked."I did…" Hayley said with sleepy eyes.I smiled, glad that reading her a bedtime story had been successful. I brushed her hair gently, making sure she was comfortable and warm. As her eyes started to droop, I turned off the light and whispered a goodnight prayer. "You'll sleep peacefully and with no fear. No monsters will bother you, because you are a good girl."Hayley repeated the words, switching to her point of view. Sometimes
Chapter 21: Friendly DisagreementKathleen’s P.O.VI had been up for two hours before I started getting ready for work.First I helped my parents by cleaning the restaurant, as they didn't have the money to employ extra hands just yet. But the good thing was, now that word had gotten out that Arthur had hired me as caretaker for his daughter, the misunderstanding were starting to clear and more and more customers started to come to the restaurant, which meant that the business was finally taking off once again.After cleaning up downstairs and taking a shower, I came back into my room to get dressed so I could leave early. I had just put on some makeup and was about to grab my purse when there was a subtle knock on my door.It had to be my mother, who else would be knocking on the door to my bedroom by this time? I had little to no friends, and the few who I was on good terms with were probably getting ready to go to work as well. It was only half past seven in the morning so I had to
Chapter 22: Forsaken NightmaresKathleen’s P.O.VI walked into the living room, as always in awe of just how gorgeous this house was. I had a feeling that no matter how many times I came into the Dalton Mansion, it would never get old.There was no butler today, nor did anyone walk me in. I didn’t know if it was because Arthur could trust me a bit more around the house or not, but since Hayley had already shown me the way yesterday, I was no longer in fear of getting lost.I thought I was going to head straight to Hayley’s room first, but as I walked towards the entrance to the hallway, I noticed another person standing by a bookshelf, completely oblivious to my presence.Arthur kept turning the pages of the book he was holding in his hands, looking at it intently as he worked even this early in the morning. He ran a hand through his midnight black hair, his brow furrowed in thought. He was muttering something under his breath, lost in a world of his own. On the wall, an ornate clock
Chapter 23: Stay with MeKathleen’s P.O.VTo say that I was taken aback by her request…would be a vast understatement.At first, I thought she was joking, maybe this was a whole ploy for her to try and get me to stay with her. But her face was serious, and her eyes were hopeful. I didn’t think anyone could fake the tears and the heartbreak in their voice like that."What did you say?" I slowly asked, still processing her words."I want you to stay over at night." She repeated herself, feeling more confident now. “Please?”I was flattered that she wanted me to be such a big part of her life, but I also knew that I couldn't just up and move in with her family. I had my mother to think about, whose health demanded my attention often, as well as my father, who would often need help around the restaurant since we were all new to the business.And then there was that jerk of a best friend I had, Cole, who was starting to sound like I was neglecting him, and a life outside this job.But some
Chapter 24: Like a Real FamilyArthur’s P.O.VI sat in the dining area, my whole body jolting to a pause as Kathleen’s hand touched mine. Even though the contact was brief, I couldn’t help the tingles that shot up my arm, momentarily rendering me speechless.Forgetting what I was about to do, I moved my hand away quickly, and tried not to meet her gaze even though I could feel her eyes on mine.Did she feel it too? That jolt of electricity? Or was it just a part of my imagination?I took the glass from beside me and took a sip of water, not knowing why I suddenly felt nervous."Wow! It’s like we are eating like a real family."I was mid-sip when Hayley made her announcement, and a mouthful of water went down the wrong pipe as I let out a shocked gasp."Are you okay?" Hayley
Chapter 25: Convincing Kathleen’s P.O.V Hayley peered at me expectantly, as I sat hunched in my seat, my emotions all over the place as I tried to comprehend what just happened. I could feel my stomach in knots as I looked from her to her father. But even looking at Arthur proved fruitless as he too seemed to be deep in thought. I knew that if I agreed, he would definitely pay me extra…but in this case…payment wasn’t the actual problem…was it? "Well," I said, unable to think of a better excuse. "I would need to get my mother's permission before making a big decision like this, Hayley." Hayley was quick to respond, her eyes wide with surprise. "You need your mother's permission? But…you’re an adult!" "Yes, I do," I nodded, feeling a bit embarrassed at having a child point that out to me. "I