OPRAH’S POV"Don't let him out of your sight, not even for a second. Do you hear me, Gina?" I said, my voice tight with worry. Zarek’s big green eyes sparkled with mischief, but I ignored them and turned back to Regina. My hands trembled as I adjusted the strap of my purse."Of course, ma’am." Regina nodded. A shaky sigh escaped my throat."Mummy, you do know she takes care of me well, don’t you?" Zarek smiled brightly, as if someone had given him candy. I wanted to pinch his chubby cheeks, but instead I rubbed my forehead, trying desperately to calm the storm inside me."You be a good boy, okay?" I leaned closer and took his small hands in mine. My palms were slick with sweat."Of course, Mummy.""Good. And promise me one thing." I blurted out. Zarek stared at me with that knowing flicker in his eyes. He already understood what I wanted to say, but I could see the silent challenge in his gaze. He would not make this easy.I studied the calm boy in front of me. His back stayed straigh
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