The devil’s little angel
prologue
I stared at my mum as she stood in front of her luxurious mirror, dressing to go out. when she turned around, I saw that she wore a strapless dress not reaching up to her knee, her hair ties in a bun and wore a little bit of makeup
”mum , are you going somewhere ” I asked not hiding my disappointment in my tone. I was Christmas Eve and I just didn understand where she had to go that was so important for her to leave
she walked over to me and kissed my forehead as I sat on her bed
” Darling, something serious came up at work and I have to handle it so I have to go ”
”On Christmas Eve? ” the fact that I was 7 didn mean I was just going to believe her
” yes dear, but be a good girl and don give your nanny any headache.okay? ” I nodded silently as she carried me to my room with Nanny pearl trailing behind us. She laid me in bed and sat at the edge
” I love you,you know that right?she asked softly and I nodded ” well, never forget about that ”
she diverted