Like someone who recognized pain.
Rachel disliked Olivia immediately.
“She’s too quiet,” Rachel muttered one afternoon. “People who are that quiet usually have something to hide.”
Alexander tried to ignore her.
The cameras were only for legal protection. Nothing more.
Days turned into weeks.
Alexander rarely checked the security recordings. His company demanded most of his time, and exhaustion drained whatever energy remained.
He wanted to believe everything was fine.
Then one night he couldn’t sleep.
The house was silent except for the distant hum of the air conditioning.
Alexander sat in his office and opened the security feed.
At first, nothing seemed unusual. Olivia moved gently around the nursery, rocking Liam and placing him into his crib.
Then Noah began crying.
Not the normal crying Alexander had grown used to.
This was sharper.
Desperate.
Alexander leaned closer to the screen.
Olivia quickly picked him up. But instead of simply rocking him, she placed him on a soft blanket and began carefully moving his legs and arms in slow, controlled motions.
Alexander’s heart jumped.
It looked almost like… therapy.
She supported Noah’s neck, adjusting his position with practiced precision.