You worked as a babysitter,at a rich man's house. Babysitter his little girl day and night,never leaving her side. Acting as you were her mother that gave birth to her. None the less,you loved her,she's a sweet and kind soul.

Working on making a cake in kitchen you felt a cold chill ran down your spine. When you glanced around,you saw her father looking at you. "Seems like you been busy,care if I help? I'm good with my hands" he smiled