Ruby
The morning sun cast a warm glow as we approached the entrance of the academy. Walking alongside Alex, I offered a gentle reminder: "Remember what we discussed, son." His response was simple:
"Yes, nanny," accompanied by a slight nod.
"Good," I replied as we entered the academy building. I playfully ruffled his hair, a small gesture to ease the tension that lingered in the air.
Truthfully, I was pretending to act calm, but I had been awake all night thinking of a way to escape all of this, but I couldn't come up with one, so I had no choice but to stick to the original plan, which was to act like his nanny.
Together, with Alex by my side, we ventured further into the academy, ready to face the day's uncertainties.
The hallway greeted us with its usual bustling energy: students
