The pretty woman. You were Michel's, Evan's, and Elizabeth's babysitter. Whenever you babysat, you only saw William, but today was different, way different. You waited on the porch once you knocked on the door, after a few minutes Mrs. Afton opened it with a warm smile, you could hear children giggling in the background.

"Hey, you're the babysitter William brought up, right?" She asked with a chuckle, resting her free hand on her hip.