"Really?" Rachel stopped crying and blinked her thick, long eyelashes like butterfly wings.
Aunt Ives nodded. "Go to bed early. You have to work tomorrow. It's not good to let it affect your work."
This time, Rachel listened to Aunt Ives and went to bed.
She tossed and turned for a long time. Would Kellan really not scold her? She was anxious and didn't fall asleep until very late.
The next morning, Aunt Ives woke her up.
"Rachel, Rachel, wake up. It's time to go to work," Aunt Ives called gently.
She had wanted to wake Rachel earlier, but seeing how late she had slept last night, she let her rest a bit longer.
She hadn't expected that feeding Cora would take so much time.
Rachel slowly opened her eyes at Aunt Ives' call and realized it was almost 8 o'clock.
She had to be at work by 8:30, and she still had to drop Cora off at school. It was really almost too late.
She quickly washed up, grabbed two buns, and was about to leave with Cora.
