Eyes on Us

"Ugh," Cynthia grumbled as she rubbed her temple, the headache was apparently not about to leave her alone anytime soon. It started two days ago after the whole drama with the fake nanny and was relentless ever since. She didn't want to worry anybody around her, not when her family was going through enough as it is. Still, it was so potent that she has been feeling sick in her stomach too today and wasn't able to focus on her work.

"How about I arrange a massage for you? I'm sure it will relax you," Mrs. Edinburgh suggested. But she frowned at the sudden smile that Cynthia had on her pretty face.

'George ruined all the massage therapists out there for me,' Cynthia thought inwardly.  "Can I have your special Chamomile tea instead, nanny?"

Mrs. Edinburgh felt bad about seeing Cynthia like this, "How about some painkillers as well?"