Nicole's POVTracy was manageable in the morning but was demanding in the way that borders on entitlement, she is someone who has spent decades having things done for her.I moved through her morning routine efficiently. Medication at seven, vitals at seven-thirty, breakfast tray at eight. She spoke to me the way she spoke to her maids back at the pack house but I didn’t care.I was back in my own room by nine-fifteen. I sat on the edge of the bed for a moment and looked at the wall, then called Amber.The twins arrived still in their breakfast clothes, Maple with something that looked like jam on his sleeve, Rosy carrying her book."Sit down," I said. "Both of you, I need to tell you something."They sat as Maple straightened himself immediately while Rosy closed her book."The people staying in the residential wing are visitors from outside the institute," I said. "While they're here, there's something I need you both to remember.""Okay," Maple said."My name here is just Mummy, i
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