After dinner, Alexander received another call and stepped outside to answer it.
Bella immediately clung to my hand.
"Aunt Alicia has to bathe me and braid my hair tonight!"
Aunt Angela's expression darkened at once.
"Bella, let your nanny bathe you and get you ready for bed."
"But I want Aunt Alicia tonight," Bella protested, refusing to let go of my hand.
I glanced at Angela cautiously.
"It's alright, Auntie. Just for tonight."
She looked at me coldly for a moment before waving a dismissive hand.
"Do whatever you want."
"Yayyy! Let's go, Aunt Alicia!"
Bella pulled me upstairs to her room.
Her bedroom was decorated entirely in pink, filled with dolls, ribbons, and soft lights like something from a fairy tale.
She led me straight into the bathroom.
I helped her out of her dress and filled the tub with warm water and bubbles.
The whole time, Bella chatted nonstop about school, her friends, and how a girl in class cried because someone stole her crayons.
