Emma went into the kitchen to assist Ma'am Maria because the mornings were always too busy for her in the kitchen and she always needed assistance. When she got there, she met the kitchen empty. At first she was surprised but decided to start attending to the what needs to be done awaiting her arrival. However, after waiting for what seems like eternity, the door opened and Sarah walked in. "Did Ma'am Maria tell you she'll be leaving early?" Emma asked Sarah. "No, isn't she here too?"Emma and Sarah exchanged worried glances, their brows furrowed with concern. Something felt off, and they couldn't shake the feeling that there was more to Ma'am Maria's absence than met the eye. They met up with Mitchell, who, too, sensed that something was amiss.Unable to bear the uncertainty any longer, they made their way to Mr Robert's office. As they knocked on the door, a slight unease washed over them. They entered cautiously, their eyes scanning the room for any signs of Ma'am Maria.Mr Robert

The knock on the door almost made Mitchell stumble to the ground. "Emma is that you again. Why can't you stop being silly? She asked amid shock with a hint of laugh. "Meet me in my office Mitchell" those words sent a cold sensation down her spine. "Mr Robert! She asked herself in awe as she made her way to Mr. Robert's office. She couldn't help but feel a knot of anxiety tightening in her stomach. As she approached the door, she took a deep breath to steady her nerves before knocking softly. "Come in," Mr. Robert's voice called from the other side. Mitchell hesitated for a moment before opening the door and stepping inside. The room felt colder than usual, and she could sense tension in the air. Mr. Robert sat behind his desk, his expression undetermined. "Please, have a seat," he gestured towards the chair across from him. Mitchell took a seat, her mind racing with thoughts of what she might have done wrong. Was she summoned because of the way she sounded earlier or Had she misse

Since Ma'am Maria returned, she has kept an eye on Mitchell and noticed some changes in her. She had noticed a change in Mitchell's behavior over the past few days, and it was beginning to worry her. Mitchell seemed lost in her own thoughts, often seen talking to herself, and there was a distant look in her eyes.One afternoon, Ma'am Maria decided to approach Mitchell gently, hoping to provide her with an opportunity to open up if something was indeed bothering her."Mitchell," Ma'am Maria said, her voice filled with warmth and care. "May I have a moment of your time?"Mitchell looked up, her eyes meeting Ma'am Maria's concerned gaze. She offered a small smile but didn't seem entirely convinced."Is everything alright, Ma'am Maria?" Mitchell asked, trying to sound composed.Ma'am Maria took a seat beside Mitchell, allowing a moment of silence to pass between them before speaking. She wanted to create a safe space for Mitchell to express herself."I've noticed that you've been lost in

Two days after the grand celebration, Mr Robert summoned Mitchell to his office. As usual she had mixed feelings; hoping for him to let the cat out of the bag and at the same time, wondered about what she might have done wrong. "Or could it be another round of appreciation?" She asked herself as she entered Mr. Robert's office. She had been called in for a one-on-one conversation, and she wondered what Mr. Robert wanted to discuss this time. As she took a seat in front of his desk, she noticed his warm smile, which eased her tension slightly."Mitchell," Mr. Robert began, his voice gentle but authoritative. "I wanted to take a moment to get to know you better. Tell me, what are your plans for the future? What do you dream of becoming?"Mitchell's eyes widened at the question. She never expected such question from him. Although, She had always carried a dream deep within her heart, a dream she rarely shared with others. But now, sitting before Mr. Robert, she felt compelled to open up.

Early the following morning, she was in Angela's room to get her prepared for school. Mitchell gently stroked Angela's hair as she sat beside her on the bed, preparing her for another day at school. The morning light flashed through the window, casting a warm glow on their quiet moment together. With a soft, reassuring smile, Mitchell began to speak in a low tone, as if sharing a secret between just the two of them."Angela, you know something special happened last night," Mitchell whispered, her voice filled with a mix of excitement and tenderness. "Daddy and I had a conversation under the stars, and he... he shared something important with me."Angela's eyes sparkled with curiosity, her gaze fixed on Mitchell's face as she listened intently. Though Angela couldn't speak, Mitchell had always believed in the power of their unspoken understanding that transcended words."Daddy and I have become closer, Angela," Mitchell continued, her voice barely above a whisper. "We've realized that