Her return

Gregory instructed Oliver to take baby Ivy and I home. Quite frankly the atmosphere would have been too tense if he came to pick us himself, the ease is needed.

The house feels empty but it isn't. The entire cleaning staff is here to welcome me and the baby. Oliver hands my bag over to them. Nothing really has changed here. It looks as though it has been forever since I was last in this house.

“Welcome home Mrs Williams”. Carolina beams at me, bringing me out of my awkward observation of the house I left some days ago.

“Thank you Carolina, how's it going? I give her a slight smile.

“Fine ma'am. Oh ma'am let me help you carry her”. Her hands are stretched out eager to hold Ivy. I am certain Ivy will never lack love. I hand Ivy over to her and take slow steps into the house and to the elevator.

The rest of the staff use the stairs. The walk to my room is longer than I remember. When I reach my room it feels different too. The sheets have been changed, the room has been cleaned, ever