The Billionaire’s Nanny
Since Joanna’s passing, I’d steered clear of the thrill of being in water, terrified it might plunge me back into the depths of my sorrow, bringing back memories of that unbearable week.
“That was nice,” Tony said as we emerged from the pool, toweling off our damp skin.
“I figured you and Tivona had your share of moments like this,” I remarked without thinking. Tivona had been his girlfriend since college, and despite the years that had flown by, their relationship remained in a kind of limbo. I knew the issue wasn’t with Tony’s as he never ceased to express his desire of getting married to her and starting a family.
“Well, we’re not together anymore.” The shock on my face must have been vis
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