Chapter 49

Nanny Daley tapped my shoulder and murmured. "Yes... I always miss her."

I miss them both.

I can't help but stare at Nanny, who is obviously in grief. "I missed my oldest son, who died before me."

Losing a kid or a parents causes the same pain... Because they are your companion, it hurts so much when you talk to loved ones and they disappear; you feel empty and as like something is missing.

I averted my sight since I couldn't understand Stephen's attention as we completed cooking and set the meal on the table.

Nanny said simply. "Thank you for the food, Nanny Daley." He started to eat.

I turned to Stephen, who was standing directly next to me, and said, "Alyana."

I said, sitting up straight, "Hmm."

He murmured, "Feed me," and I growled.

"You have hands remember--"

"This is your fault because my hand still hurts from getting stuck in the door?" He put his hand there was that my fault? In the event that I had known his hand was there, I would not have closed it.

"It's not like both of