35EMILY’S POV.“Actually,” She paused, scanning me. “I think it might be nice. I need a change of environment, and since Lucas will be home,” She turned to him, “you’ll be home, right?”“Yeah.” He replied, with a sigh.“Then, everything is settled. I’ll be a good girl.” She said, and winked at me. I didn’t need anyone to tell me she meant exactly the opposite. Already, she hated me.The cold was too much as I walked back to our mansion in my drenched suit. When I got to my room, I squeezed, and hung them up for drying, before preparing a warm bath for myself.I was famished, but couldn’t bring myself to go down to the living room. Wariness had seeped into me, and I didn’t want to run into anyone. The evening had been nothing short of embarrassing, and worse, the next day was set to be a lot worse.What could I wear that could help me feel better? Well, since I was going to be a babysitter, I could dress in a semi-formal way because I couldn’t see myself caring for Sadie in a suit, or
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